Memory flashbacks,
as I gaze through the stars,
As I miss the woman,
Who's distance a far,

without a clear picture,
of her current state,
using the borders of technology,
Stay with her late

She'd capture me
with her pick up lines,
Evolving feelings,
like a growing vine.

Reaching out
to the ends of my veins,
It traps out,
my inner memory lanes.

How I wish
I could join the birds,
fly, and be there in minutes
Express out my words

Please let me enter the scopes
of your mysteries and clues,
With you is my care,
-- And I Miss you.