“Remember me” he said,
His fingers softly playing on my lips.
He didn’t tell me that to remember,
I would have to forget.
Β© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
Day 14:Waiting
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
“Remember me” he said,
His fingers softly playing on my lips.
He didn’t tell me that to remember,
I would have to forget.
Β© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
