It is pain and pleasure
for him lying supine on the sandy shore
under a crystal clear
blue sky studded with
pearls of stars and pendant-sized moon
to reminisce his long love-affair
with a girl whose where-abouts
he knows not now.
First through stealthy, eloquent glances
then thru beaming smiles
exchanging bountiful emotions
thru gestures inviting her to a meeting point
regular nocturnal visits
and the inevitable melting into one
which continued on and on until
the fate played its cruel joke
of separating them once and for all.
Lying on his back on the sandy shore
listening to the musical sobs of waves
it has turned out his habit to be there
just to reminisce those days of pleasure and pain….
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