Each affair is the only affair.

She and I had a sojourn,
a memorable sojourn.
It is not my first, nor was it hers.
It is not my last, nor is it hers.
Yet we held it as if a maiden
and refused to believe otherwise.
This myth takes us to mirth.
09.05.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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