Souvenir of Love

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One evening while rummaging through my books,
the old decrepit rose you had given to me,
fell from a book; perhaps the one I loved, but left it half way.
The petals had wrinkles and the creased leaves
were still unbroken and etched; it looked stronger than our love.

-Kritika Vashist