Sunday, July 31, 2016

Last message


Well, if I were to breathe my last now
Knowing that you aren’t beside
How do I pass on my last message to you?
This thought bewilders me, my love.
Do touch my heart, once.
Though in the coffin
You’ll feel the warmth
Passion of my love
That which you were immune to, always!

© 2016 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
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