Femme Mcbridge

Chennai. October 5,1980
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Grasping wind

She set her foot in like a breeze,
Filled my room with ambrosia,
My visage reflected her essence,
The moment of magical presence.

In a jiffy the direction changed,
And crossed my threshold like a wind,
I failed to recognize the freeze,
She exited with no love to bind.
My heartthrobs at my incapacity,
For I never knew,
None can hold the wind.
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