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I wish to go back

return when the clock did strike two-thirty

and it had a spl. meaning.

When my heart sank

and the pleasure felt beneath,

the void was an aspiration,

the charm lied in my creation.

when writing was effortless,

when the subject was your demeanor.

And I wish to revisit again,

relive and recite again,

the tunes of those joyful moments.

And I wish the curtain  never fall

and feel those lingering motion when calls drop.

…bits of unfinished narration

and that is the way,

when with you I started “unfinished creations”