Love Poem: The Apricot
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Written by: Shahnaz Islam

The Apricot

what will you write of the apricot,
when the fruit has fallen for the last time? 

'and the last apricot was 
like his last letter
received a decade ago; 
that was very little to quench my thirst 
but his memories were enough to last for the lifetime'! 

He fuel the flames of her esse
He is the essences of her poem
He was in her beneath like inebriation 
His philtres and potions arouses welding 

"He never returned and how time flies;
The apricot jam spread over the toast was his favourite
The coral fruit enfolded his tastes and touches 
And the aroma of the juicy flesh dampen his ardour"
All I remember is 'the apricot and his last letter'.