My Loveliest Memory

 

For me 

You were that fresh breeze

which swept away

the choking, stifling

humidity,

to let the Sun discard its veil

and warm my frozen soul.

 

As a flower

You opened Your Perianth

Offering me

Your passionate Nectar

to quench my thirst.

A balsam like Olympus´ Ambrosia 

healing my soul.

 

And now,

although you have forsaken me,

you are still and for ever,

deep in my heart,

My Loveliest Memory.

 

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