Drowsy on my bed on a winter morning
Felt a tickling on my sole at a early dawn
Saw a Lassie tickling me, then running
Like a bird that fly from the cage.
Later while I’m in hallway, passed her near me
I experienced the fragrance of her,
It provoked me to hold her
Her eyes talked to me, and tempted to feel her
Her guilt asked me to perceive her
Touched her gently with my arm, and squeezed her.
I with excitement forgot me
A love so precious, a love so true, I felt
And while with romance, slipped her from of my grasp
Like a dove that escapes from the cage
Leaving a lot of memories on me
That keeps me hard to forget.
CJ Mathew
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