Nassy
Somehow I
Don't know why
Remember your last call
Your voice showed fear, doubt…
So I too
Played game
Kept silence-pretend
Hid myself in basement.
I heard you call: "Nassy"
This is name you gave me.
Nassy is talisman
On my neck…
But last time, your effort
Must have been to remake
I waited for second…
Never came…
My pride…
I confess
Was my fault
Must have come
On first call
Must've kissed with bear hug…
My delay
And later my depart
Killed my name in your days…
You stole all my life
We don't meet; do not talk
Burnt bridge from base to surface
I cannot ask question:
"Days we know; how often…? "
You know rest…
Have no doubt I am right:
"How often with praise, or with curse
Do your lips say: "Nassy"?
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