I remember you…




When the bliss of morning creates a yearning to feel you-

a longing to meet you,




When the cool breeze caresses my cheeks and plays with my tresses-

the way your fingers do




When my eyes search you in a crowd or 

I smile at your memories in my solitude




When the notes of music bring our shared moments to life,

filling the air with echoes of your voice,





I forget you when…




Your voice, your touch




Your smile, your presence




Absorbs my soul, making us one




And I’m no longer myself but




I become You!


                          ©Vandana Bhasin