I had given my heart to her,
She nurtured it to flourish further,
She accepted me with all grace,
And took me in a long deep embrace,
But one day she chose to abscond,
My heart still beating in her hand,
I was numb, could not run behind,
My plea to live gone with the wind.
(June 2,2006)
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