In Her Mind I Remain

In Her Mind I Remain short poem

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Images about me-
still and motion-
she keeps in her mind,
thoughts and feelings about me,
she creates a permanent folder for.

Every minute of her life
she ruminates on me,
near or afar,
her GPS keeps navigating
toward my abode.

In her mind is a compass of love
that points at my direction
every time,
unceasingly, her sonar skills
pick all auditory signal from
me.

Her legs are swift to
my courtyard,
her nose knows every
sweet smell
from me,
her body magnet
knows no other
code except mine.

In your heart is a dedicated
altar,
affix with my name;
every time the altar reminds
her of eternal journey with a
soul mate.

In her mouth is the lyric of
love,
upon her tongue is the
Wisdom of Solomon, and
down her inner ear
or cochlear is a chip-
that plays only sound
I understand.

Her body chemistry synchronises
with mine,
her anatomy and physiology
are inseparable from me;
emotionally-she is much
connected to me.

A bone out of my bone
you may call her,
my representation of
all times, seasons, and
year round.

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