When the slow day,
awakening me,
from memories of you,
that haunt me,
In my day dreams,
I feel your presence,
in my shadows,
like your soul,
coming down,
from the clouds,
and sliding from my side,
like flavours of,
ripening fruits of love,
i feel the life, glowing,
before my eyes,
Sahar Sahar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-memories-2/
