I see your face everywhere
Even though you are not there.
I hear your voice everyday
Although you are far away.
'Why? ' you ask, I cannot say.
Maybe I have fallen prey
To Unfulfilled Desire
And its slow burning fire -
A fire fueled by memory
Of what might have but couldn't be.
Gaurav Mittal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unfulfilled-desire/
