Precious Little

I couldn't spend a long time with you
Just your face and a fleeting touch
That evaporated quickly like morning dew
A little more would have been too much!
It was so small a passing moment
Gone before I could grab it
But I don't really have any regret
Brief it was but so sweet.
Before I knew the winds blew the sands
That filled my eyes with tears
Blinded I couldn't hold your hands
Hold you in my dreams for years!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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