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Nov 2017
Hey, don’t just remember my face,
Remember me,
Remember my soot black eyes,
And, in them - the reflection of your green eyes.

And don’t just remember my eyes,
Remember me,
Remember my touch,
The touch of my lips on your nose.

Don’t just remember my touch,
Remember me,
Remember my caress,
And the two of us melting together after a heated mess.

Don’t just remember my caress,
Remember me,
Remember my warmth,
And your cold feet feeding on it.

Heyii, don’t just remember my warmth,
Remember me,
Remember my smell,
Me cooking for you and the smell of ‘spices exotique’ on me, soaked.

Don’t just remember my smell,
Remember us,
Remember us, on the River Seine under the Tour Eiffel,
Where you and me, became a ‘We’.

Don’t just remember me,
Remember us; let it haunt your memories,
Remember that moment and every moment after that,
When dreamland was real, and being with you was what life meant.

Don’t just remember me,
My soot black eyes, my warmth or my caress,
Remember,
Remember you and me, Remember us.
Saurabh Tak
Written by
Saurabh Tak  Paris
(Paris)   
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