I always believed the things you told,
As if under the influence of blindfold,
Your ‘I love you’, was what i needed to hear,
Oh! How I wish you would reappear,

Your touches of sensation which felt like magic,
I still desire to feel that ecstatic,
I remember all the kisses you rushed,
And all the future plans that we discussed,

How you used to look into my eyes and told me that we would last,
Well that surely was our glorious past,
And remembering it I’d sat all these weeks waiting in vanity,
But finally my hope of serendipity has been crushed by zemblanity.


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