Etched indelibly in my mind
Are those smiling eyes
Which became deep pools
As they heard what I said
As also the unsaid.

And we walked a mile
Hand in hand, with a smile
Till you pondered over
The black and the white

The questions cropped
The fondness dropped
The words failed
Which should not have been.

For once the velveteen voice
Became gruff with the tears
which formed a lump in
your throat and mine.


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