The Cementing Factor
Amidst the wrinkly autumn
I reflect:
what was the static thing
that kept our relationship
cemented together?
Was it the once glowing skin,
or mischievous sparkle in the eyes,
or the petal-like inviting lips,
or something beyond all these?
Must be,
for nothing of these remains now
and still you love me and I love you .
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c s shah
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