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