MEMORY

And love slipped away, shaken
By the hushed shores of your absence.
The night embodied your essence, and
The open fields surrendered, vanquished.

A yesteryear from your lips in my ears,
A resounding trace, a cadence turning
Your presence into a throbbing flower
Right by the last rim of oblivion.

You came afloat the scent of poppies.
Like whispers bursting aflame,
Under the gleam of full stars,

Lips rolled ahead like waves.
And, subdued under your eyes’ slumber,
Pain died down in the lush veins.