like salt in water,
to gently disappear
like fragrance in air-
the way your name
tastes on my tongue,
and the way your face
is imprinted on walls.
to escape in your
reveries and be lost,
and to trace you back
to reality and adore-
my days roll by like this.
and months, and years.
to know someone exists
and to yearn for
something that's yet
to happen-
the river of my time
once touched your feet,
and by the sound of
your anklets- my life's
unbecoming.