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How intimate yet strange are the memories of times

How intimate yet strange are the memories
of times when we were together.
With effluxion of time though, I have tried
of not remembering you and your love letters.
Things look to have changed a lot, but yet
are same like before, if you see through my eyes.
The zephyr of the long lost bond we shared
still kisses me, soothes my senses and my heart,
The zephyr of your body's tantalizing fragrance
still lingers in my mind, makes me remember about your touch.  For better read :

The gentle zephyr of our memories together
makes me fall in love with love, time and again.
My eyes sparkle, bubbles of joy I see all around.
The dulcet tune of your words play in my mind, nonstop
And I just sway with you, hand in hand.
The gentle zephyr of our memories together
How intimate yet strange are the memories
of times when we were together.
With effluxion of time though, I have tried
of not remembering you and your love letters.
Things look to have changed a lot, but yet
are same like before, if you see through my eyes.
The zephyr of the long lost bond we shared
still kisses me, soothes my senses and my heart,
The zephyr of your body's tantalizing fragrance
still lingers in my mind, makes me remember about your touch.  For better read :

The gentle zephyr of our memories together
makes me fall in love with love, time and again.
My eyes sparkle, bubbles of joy I see all around.
The dulcet tune of your words play in my mind, nonstop
And I just sway with you, hand in hand.
The gentle zephyr of our memories together