You ask me again
the moment
I fell in love with you!
How many times
have I told you that
my memories are
an eternal mess,
a Pandora’s box
but you say,
“this one last time,
never again”!
So I rummage the
hotchpotch box
open it and there!
Moments escaping
Moments hiding
Moments recurring
Moments peeping
Moments hurting
Moments weeping
Moments laughing…
again I fail
to answer you
that incredulous moment
when the Cupid struck
for love happens
not in one
but myriad moments
tumbling out
of my hotchpotch box
as iridescent stones
for the playful child
to pelt them far away
into the deep blue sea
of our love oblivion!
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