I have loved only once.
But no sooner did
Realization dawn on me,
He vanished from site
Without a word
But should I blame him,
Whose tiny eyes
Barely discerned me as “life”/
“A heap of dust”
That’s what we are.
Yet I am vapour,
Floating about,
Seeking him no more
As I bump straight
To another cloud
That resembles him close.
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