Memories of You
Not a touch, just warmth
From your hand next to mine.
Not a smile, just a
Glimmer in your eyes.
Not a kiss, just a
Playful wink in passing.
Not an aroma, just the
Wind whispering your name.
Not an embrace, just a
Light brush against me.
Not an image, just a
Fleeting reminiscence of you.
Memories of you, though fading
Will never disappear.
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