Among the assortment of memories
That homogeneosly mix
And settle inside a corner of my mind
Your memory refuses to blend
Just like your stubborn self
And reappears vividly time and again
While I concede to relive a few moments
In a bygone paradise
It becomes so difficult
When I need to confront the realm of reality
And wrench myself out
From the torrent of emotions
That accompany this short lived Renaissance
In my tender weary heart
They come out of nowhere
Perhaps I've forgotten
That they still reside
In the deepest recesses of my soul
Where I can never reach
No matter how hard I try
I cannot find the hidden interiors
From where they surreptitiously make their way
And grip me with a tenacity
That reminds me of those winter nights
When you held my shivering hands
And warmed me up like sunshine
At the same time
They unleash a profound yet hopeless longing
For you to be by my side
Cause you had always been there
In moments like these
When I felt overwhelmed
And all I needed was the comforting touch
Of your soft supple fingers
Across my cheeks
To wipe my tears
And the curve of your strong shoulder
On which I could rest my leaden head