Incurable absence

Is it because she was so bourgeois
That I was drawn to her?
Or is it her modesty, or her exclusive
Offer that lured me?
Or her repute for reticence?
Time must heal; space must cure.
In spite of time past and space changed
Why must she still torment me?
08.10.2003

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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