Wednesday, September 25, 2013


This melancholic haunting
Soft and tender
The gentle erasure of tracks
From sand dunes of desire
Grains, wind blown
Time sifted

Dust scattered remnants
In an empty space
Memories, fanned by your breath
Zephyr of moist warm air
Across soul’s wistfulness

Your hand
A memory I could not hold
Time wearied, fades
Lost to more insistent hands
Forgive my infidelity
Memories grow weary too

This nostalgic note
Echoing resonance with
Pungent memories
The kiss that never was
The kiss I wanted

Yet never gave

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