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Friday, 9 March 2018


The first hand I held,
The first one I cared for.
The first lips I touched,
The only one I ever loved.
We made it happen,
After a long wait, I held you tight.
We weren't allowed to talk,
But still, we managed.
I held you so tight,
I didn't want to let go.
You were the first one I ever cried for,
Besides my daddy when he left me.
I remember the way you caressed me,
I can always feel your hands over mine.
The feelings I feel for you,
I’m never letting them go.
- Jyoti Patel
From the book, 'The Mystic Soul.'


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