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Saturday, October 16, 2010

Not a majonooN e laila Poem

they said your story was different
both of you were majnooNs
even though you were a layla

from that first encounter
when your smile captivated
to the first kiss, embrace

no mountains around to carve
just hills and rivers to cross
pausing at dusk, getting ready

diapers, teething, schools
rents, mortgages, taxes,
licenses, permits, notices
check ups, hospitals, drugs

but at dusk each day
crescents, clouds or stars
you majnooNs huddled

still in euphoria of old
with no temporal signs
except wrinkles, creaking joints

and this tale gets better
than that recited one
though not as well shared
(here is to you mom and dad)


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