Is not it true
That our relation is more than normal,
That your pretension is less than real
And that our mutual affinity is unusual?
Is not it true
That each took care to dress for the other,
That each longed for the other furtively
And that, in casual talks, eyes took down different notes?
Is not it true
That I betrayed my heart so nakedly,
That you accepted it with same spirit
And that there is an undercurrent crossing us?
If it is true
Sever not the tie lest I should go forlorn,
And grant me something memorable,
In your absence, to be as you with me.
29.05.99, Palakkad
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