Today, you walked in with the Moon rising,

Set behind your face, glowing.

You, a total stranger, as if seeing you for the first time,

Epitome of love, the most valued of my secret beings.

Was that moment called love,

Which I so abhorred?

That act of falling into that bottomless pit,

From which a very few have recovered.

I knew you for years, your heart and mind,

fears, and desires of every hue.

Why did you seem so different today,

Making me desire to meld myself within you?

My mind knows that nothing has changed,

But my heart is savouring what’s new.

Is it the new me,

or a renewed you?

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Jay Jagdev | 31^st December 2009