Oct 26 2008
Wistful memoirs
Wistful memoir…
Like an enchanting gift,
The changing season has endowed;
Like the blossoming of a thrill,
Enriched by a sweet embrace;
You unfolded as a poem on the alluring
Tender branches of my first love, when we both
Started, dreaming of the mysteries of love..
I sought you, my first love, forgetting everything
Around me, fluttering like a wild butterfly,
All over places [...]
