What can I do
when nostalgia beckons and poignancy bites,
for the fragrance
of your breath
has embroidered into the very fabric of my being.
It’s been a sad and lonely journey
yearning, burning.
The rhythm of my thoughts and body
resonate to the rhythms of your thoughts and body,
my tongue speaks the language of yours
and my mind wanders back and forth
into the labyrinth of past memories
and I closely guard those memories
in the sacred temple of the heart
where your abode is.
Layers of time delude me into believing
you are around.
It feels like forever
and yet like yesterday
when life swallowed my dreams and desires
and I learnt
to hide my tears before they fall
pining to go back
into the lanes of those carefree days.
Please recall that you loved me once
please remind yourself that I love you still.
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