My indelible memory is you,
An unanticipated constant,
Endessly eluding capture.
I nourish only a sensation
That you breathe and it feeds my drive
And extravagant likes.
Yet, today, I chose to exile you
From the shelf of my mind,
Humanise your grace,
Allow the mundane
To shape your aliveness
And deliver you back from the unattainable.
Other inquisitive eyes and hands
Shall feast on your nights
And teach you to cherish your days.
And the memory of you shall build itself
Out of my inwardness,
Giving my path boldness.