Nostalgia

In the sweetness of your presence
and in the lovingness of your heart,
you found a place for me.

And those memories are clear
in that alley that was good to us,
where autumn and winter's sunsets fell over our heads.
But the harsh summer has taken our scalps.

Months have fell over one by one
and your face grows fainter every time
my head falls on the pillow.

And whenever i pass that alley
my head tilts longingly
and my eyelids fold over,
trying to uncork that bottle
holding those feelings that only you can
unravel from the recesses of heart.

And from time to time your name is spoken,
whereby the trees around
sends chills that descend through my spine.
And though your eyes, your face and your body may be forgotten
But your love will not be lost.