That quiet moment
when you smiled.
Your firm hands,
when you held mine.
Your promises
when two broken hearts
became whole again.
Our only witness—
the sea and
the silence of Love.
©Esha Mookerjee Dutta. June 2018
Linking this post with The Write Tribe Festival of Words June 2018. Today’s prompt was an image.
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My other posts from the #FOW may be read here:
Day 1: The Past Can Hurt, But—
Day 2: Somethings Gotta Give
Day 3: Farewell
Day 4: The Silence of Love
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