We touched.
Shadowing fingers,
Print traces,
Hidden faces,
Still haunted by the same dream
Of a lover’s touch.
Still longing
For love’s rainy days
With its taste
Consumed in haste
Of wave’s cascading surges
When your mind met mine
And a hostage was taken of time
Two souls falling to rise again
In new incarnations
I feel you still!
Your lips don’t conceal!
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