I loved you.
I looked back at life, wistfully,
just before it was cold.
That’s how I loved you.
In some place else,
May be with another name,
Some other time or night,
But with these longing eyes,
And these words stopping on my lips
and yours,
And time tapping on my heart
Dig dak dig dak,
I would have kissed on your shoulder
with love, fore sure,
And felt your warm breath
on my bosom and more.
But I let you go.
I had to let you go, you know.
You are there. Free. Green.
My pixel. My picture.
My Miss Calcutta.
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