I remember you like
The smell of wet soil,
When rain kisses,
After a long denial
I remember you like
That cool breeze,
Which passes by
A traveller,
In the middle of a desert.
I remember you like
The bud that blooms
When Sun rays fall.
I remember you like
The water droplets
That lay scattered
On a windowsill,
On a foggy day...
I remember you like
The mirror
That tells me
Of your presence
Every time I look
At the mirror...
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