Sep 16, 2008

For Lola

The day you died
the sun was shining-
your languid body…
out of focus-
just before,
you grasp my hand
with an open gaze,
your eyes know.
fear is closing-
Then you’re gone…
the room is cold
the air is gloomy
my sun is gone…
you can’t go yet,
I forgot to tell you something-
thankyou…
you never knew,
but despite my pain
because of you
I am…here

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