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Like morning dew
They clinged on
Here, there
Everywhere
While, at other times
Nowhere in sight
A single touch
And they'd slip away
Leaving behind
Only a moist essence
Of that, which, once was
Another ephemeral existence
They came unbidden
And always left
Without a sound
All I could do
Was gaze at them
From afar, each time
As my fingers traced
Their broken silhouettes
Keeping behind
Those glass panes
Till they all faded
From my sight
One droplet
After the other
But never, altogether
Like a signature
Of those moments
That neither stayed
Nor ever effaced
Few and far
In between
You me and us
P.S: “This post is a part of ‘UMeU’ Poetry Blog Hop #UMeUBlogHop organized by Manas Mukul . The hop is brought to you by Soul Craft and You, Me & The Universe.”
