It so happened that
that evening was like your full lips
in bloom
I have written about your lips
elsewhere
and yet cannot recall them anymore
or even the evening
when those lips were so

there is now only your nothingness
that likes to hang around with me

and so we would walk cozily together
in easy camaraderie
into an evening that is so very mindless
of all those holidays spent with you
like prayers in rains

and lovemaking

© 2003 Prasenjit Maiti

IT SO HAPPENED THAT...
prasenjit maiti
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