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Whenever, I miss you.
 


Whenever, I miss you, I miss me too.
And I stand before the mirror
gazing at the pupils of the image
until I see your reflection there.
Then slowly, I close my eyelids
and hold you in the midst of my eyes,
amidst the love’s eternal light,
lit by the grandeur of your sight.
 


By :- Bhuwan Thapaliya
Kathmandu

e-mail :- sweetzypher@hotmail.com

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