Lasted longer than us

Should I spray it one last time?

Let it linger over my otherwise dry skin?

The aftertaste of our last kiss

Stands firmly on my tongue

Should I erase it with water?

Let it melt into my heart shaped cavity?

The after hours of our conversations

Still keep me up late at nights

Should I drown them with sleep?

Let them dissipate with the reckoning of a new dawn?

The aftermath of a concluded "us"

Feels like an unfinished business

Should I let it haunt me?

Or bottle it in

In the almost empty aftershave you gifted?

Was more than for me

Who could blame her

For she was the sea

Her love for music

Completed my symphony

No surprises

For she was the missing key

Her love for nature

Made me believe

Once again in eternity

For she was the dream

But then again

Her love for mountains

Made me weak from the knees

After all, We were just a temporary gush of air

And she the strong, free flowing breeze

I could hear the wind whisper today.

Was it the silence from my loneliness?

Or the rollicking resonance with myself?

I could see the wink of a sunflower today.

Was it the boredom of my existence?

Or the stoic stillness of my soul?

I could taste even the water today.

Was it the scarcity of spices (in my life) ?

Or rather the perfect recipe made from my experiences?

I could feel the pent up stress within a rock today.

Was it over thinking from a messed up emotional state ?

Or the spiritual telepathy of my endless being?

I don't know the answers.

I don't think I ever will.

I do love the questions though.

And the poems that come out of it.