You are the one

In my thoughts

My vision

Perhaps, surely

You are a stranger certainly

But have always stayed inside me

Inside my mindscape

On my thought’s page

You may be something unsaid

But you are the poetry of my life

Silent movements of your lips

Are symphonies in my life

With my face on your bosom

I long for the comfort of your dark hair

And inhale the familiar fragrance

A figure emerges in my vision

Perhaps personification

Of a thought,

That has been around

For ever…

I remember

That dark part of the day

Tight grip of hands

But our looks away

Growing warmth and sweat

Hearts that beat together

Were to separate

This had to happen

I was in love with someone

Created by my Imagination

I think…