All I have
Memoir of you
Concealed in a closet
A scarf
That flew away
Still flutters
A nostalgic breeze
Galvanises
Wafts of yearning ache
Every day I take out
A shred of thread
From the holy scarf
Tie it to my sacred wrist
And wish for
Our union divine
Some day
Some where
In this life
We will roam
With my arms
Around your nape
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