Nadera Naeema Ohi

a house at the end of the street

You left me a scribbled note: “Oh my sweet, I live for you”
And I hope that this grief, just once, retreats (I live for you)

He listens to me at night, laughs soft and bright like sunshine
What a wonder it was merely to meet (I live for you)

Seaside cottage, city lights, home together somewhere else
Promise you’ll find me in a quiet street (I live for you)

She sings me our song – another year, another monsoon
Some days I can bear to feel incomplete (I live for you)

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