Mystified Presence
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Dr. Antony Theodore
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I walked down to the rivulet
near the wild flowers
in our little village.
Sat under the flower tree
on this evening in the mild sun rays
of the setting sun.
Here we kissed for the first time.
You are not here now.
But I feel your mystified presence.
This presence is more than real
I feel your lips on my lips.
Your love spreading down
my whole being.
It is more than the real
You are here in ethereal
mystified loving presence.
I feel divine at this moment.
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