While you were gone
I loved you.
You became good looking,
thinner, taller.
You became dynamic,
energetic, exciting.
You became my god,
wise, wordly,
but then you came home
and you were.......well
plain, plump.
You sat in a chair all day,
lazy, listless.
You became an albatross,
weighty, wearisome.
So if you want me to
love, long.
Please go away,
far, forever,
and then I can
adore again.
Dear Ann Rta I am away from my family for last fifteen years. My wife is at Kolkata with her two sons and I am working in railway.I use to go once or twice in a month for two or three days. Then I have realised the same situation. After all, it appears her love to me is natural.You love your fiance, you will get a great return. I have nothing to say about your composition, it is excellent............. With my sincere wishes, ramesh rai
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Dear Ann Rta I am away from my family for last fifteen years. My wife is at Kolkata with her two sons and I am working in railway.I use to go once or twice in a month for two or three days. Then I have realised the same situation. After all, it appears her love to me is natural.You love your fiance, you will get a great return. I have nothing to say about your composition, it is excellent............. With my sincere wishes, ramesh rai