Those Memories...

Early winter was that,

warm,calm her hand was in my palm,

the clock was running

with the pace my heart was beating.

The heavenly smile of my beloved,

creates the reason to be loved,

the passion i feel

the emotion i feel,

the sensation of her touch,

her soul urged me to dwell.

The early petal and the mature bud,

make me dissolve in her fragrance,

whenever i remember

 those silvery moments,

Those memorable occasions,

those unforgettable relations,

i feel my body floating

in the ocean of those passion,

As she is away from me now

but shining and twinkling in my bosom,

the ignition in me she cause some,

in my heart and that force me

to live more and more,

and more leaving me

on this earth to

die and die and die

but still she belongs to me...