The days we existed
in the same orbit
many moons ago
when our spaces collided
No trace is left of them
The sun
that shone on us
has set
The moon
in whose gentle glow
we sparkled
is eclipsed
The time we shared
obliterated
by the years
that have since
piled up
Who is to say
it was ever real
But it was. Look,
I tucked every second
under my skin
buried all the shared moments
in my heart
nurtured the shadows
of wonderous days
in the fertile soil
of my soul
I bring them out
when I am alone
gaze lovingly at each one
dust them off with my breath
polish them with my love
They live and thrive
to this day
A treasured collection
of memories
in the museum
that is me
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
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