Once -that was a time and when
I could make any temptation , stand and wait
at the cross-road -life of mine, while
holding your hand , -I said
let us voyage or swim ,as this is our time !
You indexed far away to distant star, twinkling bright
I was not afraid nor did hesitate once - and because
that was another life and time ,
so , any temptation could stand and wait
at any of my cross-road -life.
And to day
as I try to climb , slip down or sweat
your foot prints. there, fade away soon!
yet , I remember, there was time, -when
I could command my other pleasures - 'wait'
on cross-road-life there and hold
your bird-feather hand and return a smile !
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