Happy memories, and Tears
It's always
Memories
So fine
Of you and me
That hurt
Make me whine
Deep within
They pierce
And pain
Not bad words
That we
exchanged
Close encounters
I still recount
Where I never left you
Still you, I never found
Not your spirit
Or ethereal soul
Just your miasma
That I could ever hold
But you did get
A much better deal
Not just ephemeral
That caught your zeal
One more feather
In your cap
As I deal
With another
Mishap
Nalini
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