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The Space



You reclaimed the space
by your contemplative stare
at the ambience
of people and intellect
sometimes with a tilt
of the zaftig shoulders
with a fragile hand
next to a cheek
and the other
handling the phone
and it didn’t fall!

the hues of yellow
and red and blue
the dress of a rebel,
of an innocent pulchritude
And those revelatory eyes
well, they don’t disclose
Almost!

the excitement of connections
the child like laughter
the bonhomie over the tea
the space was yours
enchantingly so!

the different shades of emotions
had me spellbound
when I close my eyes
I breathe those moments

like a starry eyed teenager
your thoughts grant me those moments
to feel the butterflies in my being
every space you had occupied
has a scent of your emotions

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