Once we lay, limblocked in love,
woke to reckless sex
and sweet dreams, brash young
hearts that joked age would lose this
race we double-dared it to.
Now you slink from bed.
All future gone from your eyes,
as you flash this sad
smile, that turns with your thoughts
to too much of our hopes gone past.
साहित्य संगालो २०१३ 