The first day I saw your face
was the day I found myself
knowing how these things work
marvels me
my heart melted like snow
and yours got twice stronger
the grasses overtime grew greener
as our love waxed stronger with zest
Burt, a momentary seizure and you were gone
like a butterfly in harmattan
on your tomb,amidst the tears
I could still scribble our silent wishes
that you'll always be with me
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