THE LAST DROP - -

so long as, you didn't remember, -
something, I've left near you,
it's normal, to forget, but 
some special -
moment 
isn't 
so easy to erase, it chases all the 
time, remains evergreen ! an
emotion, or an opened 
perfume phial on 
the mirror -
table,
talks silently with invisible image !
reminds pain of some left 
over drops, waits for 
a soft touch of 
affinity,
to keep the glass lid carefully, the 
broken breath's desire or the
realization of someone's 
negligence, reflection
has its own 
story,
somewhere you couldn't avoid - -
the emotional possession,
in the inner depth of -
heart it dissolves
unknowingly,
and no
doubt it occupies subconsciously,
and often it emerges together
the deep sigh, the mind 
searches something,
around persona,
the ark of 
love 
remains as usual unfolded before 
the confused vision - - 
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Pol Ledent