While parting,
giving a warm hug
and feather-touch kiss,
giving her usual painful
bites on the ears
beads of tears running
down her face
simultaneously smiling
she promised,
whenever you wish to
see me,
I would come to know,
and reach beside you
to exchange sweet nothings
take it from me.
Kept she her promise,
whenever I wished her
presence,
came she beside me
that warm hug
feather-touch kiss
followed by her ear-bites
too painful
but sweetening
then the beads of
tears
flowing down the face like
like two streams
flowing parallel to each other
the simultaneous smiling,
she is the inspiration
one and only inspiration
to prolong
my existence
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