Perfume Of Memory
After all the agonizing years when I drifted,
a day dawns from the debris of hope
with the sunrise aura of the future,
my appetency rises from the dust of dream.
The bursting beams of the rising sun,
slicing through the ether of my emptiness,
carry your essence to my mind I configure
as an urn to contain my universe of memory.
The allure of the affable contours of your face,
assures me I could tone down
my bitter feeling and absolve myself of
the abysmal attribution of dismal discontent.
The flicker of your sparkling smile like a flower,
caressed by the jasmine ripples of zephyr,
flows with your fragrance with whisper of the past,
fills my psyche I craft as a crystalline time capsule.
When floral lattice designs the motif of my longing,
the buds emit the aroma of your redolence.
As the bottle of emotion I open time and again
the perfume of memory suffuses my heart.
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