The velvet hands and creamy skin,
I remember the places where we have been,
Your love , which was like an ease,
But now all left is, only your memories.

The soft kissing on your forehead,
I remember how your cheeks turned red,
Your lips , which were like petals of rose,
But now your absence feels like arrows .

The place where we first met ,
I remember how the doves were sitting on vinnete,
Your eyes , which were like gazelle's
But now you are a pearl locked deep in a shell.












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