love remains <br />attached to my fingertips <br />as securely as it is attached <br />to my heart. <br />the cold blows <br />pelting rain <br />like ice marbles <br />standing, staring, wanting <br />I feel nothing <br />except your last breath <br />on my neck <br />I recall everything <br />with great lucidity <br />hands pressed to face <br />I am pulled back to Eden <br />surrounded by a storm <br />turning my face skyward <br />eyes closed <br />fingers dancing gently across it <br />I can feel your kisses <br />on my forehead, eyelashes and cheeks. <br />the rain, my love <br />had turned to snow.<br /><br />Eila Mahima Jaipaul<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-remembered/
