Traces of Gold

Pic: Self

in as much as you can
hold on to them
memories do eventually fade,

and maybe someday
mine of yours
will fade away too,

though i hope
i always
remember enough,

to once in a while
feel your fragrance,
breeze around my mind,

rustling the yellowed leaves
to mimic
the sounds of your laughter,

and tempt me again
to want to live
some more.

© vidursahdev 2020

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