The Scent of a Forgotten Love

 

To love the rest of my life with someone else,  

I thought I'd escaped the ghost of you,  

Buried deep, where memories dwelt,  

Hoping time would see me through.  

I buried your memories in my heart,  

Each whispered word, each stolen glance,  

Believing distance kept us apart,  

And broke the spell of our romance.  

After years, I thought I was free,  

That the pain had learned to fade,  

But your perfume, drifting back to me,  

Dug out the memories I’d carefully laid.  

That sweet fragrance, so rare, so dear,  

Awoke the past with a gentle blow,  

And in that moment, crystal clear,  

Old wounds reopened, fresh and slow.  

I remember how your lips found mine,  

A fire sparked in every kiss,  

Our bodies danced, in perfect line,  

Bound in a love I still miss.  

Your touch, so soft, yet burned so deep,  

Tracing paths only you could find,  

Nights of passion, where we’d keep  

Our souls and hearts forever entwined.  

I feel the weight of you again,  

The way we moved as if one soul,  

In every kiss, in every bend,  

Our love consumed us, made us whole.  

Now, though I love another’s gaze,  

The shadows of you still remain,  

No matter how I spend my days,  

Your memory clings, like gentle rain.  

A love once buried, still alive,  

Unearthed by a scent, a distant flame,  

Though I’ve moved on, I can’t deny,  

Your heart still whispers through my name.  

Though I’m with someone, it’s bittersweet,  

For in my heart, you’ll always stay—  

A love once buried, incomplete,  

Now stirred to life in a soft bouquet.

© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY