GloMag GloMagMarch2019 - Page 65

or would you never read it all, in the hope that everyday when you wake up you will have an unread poem awaiting the touch of your skin and breath of your eyes, like a hidden treasure that you don't want to unveil? What If I wrote a poem for you, where would you go and read it? ANURAG MATHUR I would read it At the first available chance Restless till that moment, Impatient to open, Your gift to me I would read it again, 65