Sunday, February 15

Sixty minutes long

 Veena accepted and we sat down 

To chat  like two normal friends.

There was nothing between us, 

just two glasses and a jug-o water. 

My phone was locked in the cell

of my pocket, hers was silent, 

absent from the room we sat in. 

We talked like an old fashioned couple. 

It was unusual, but we actually spoke! 

After ages I felt the effect

of affection welling up in my chest.

I may live sixty minutes longer!