My Lady’s

October 1, 2007
By Roy Avni, Sunnyvale, CA

The fragrance of her perfume
Could only fill the air yet again
As if she was here once more
The memory would forever lurk in my path
Ever so to take life away

I tried to resist the reminiscence
But she ceased to remain
The bombing that brought me my sorrow

And till my day I lied on the surface
Watching the seasons change
Imagining her right beside me
But that one day I had stopped remembering
Stopped remembering her face, her smile, her love
And did not wake the next morning

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