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Poetry
Longing
Vinita Razdan
For all the tomorrows
That could have been
Had we met but yesterday...
For all the dreams
That could have been
Had we met but yesterday
Your fingers slow
Track down my back
A tactile and a sensual trail
That say to me
Don’t look back
I’m here my love
I’m here to stay
My eyes snap open suddenly
And dash those fragile dreams away
Those languishing dreams of
Another tomorrow
Had I but another yesterday
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