She and her and I and me

(1)

Two rose petals – red,

separated, yet facing each other. Her lips.

(2)

I won’t barter it to anyone – none,

yet her one smile took it for free. My heart.

(3)

I was so focused, like the ancient archer,

yet her thoughts distracted me. My mind.

(4)

Deep within me, like a mirror to reflect my deeds.

Out of reach from none, till she came. My soul.

(5)

The one I loved was everywhere,

I was blind and they too lied to me. My eyes.

(6)

Long after she left my soul,

I could still sense her around me – everywhere. Her aroma.

(7) They come to prick me on nights

when the mole in the moon was more visible. Her memories.

(8)

My eyes speak to her – everyday. I don’t have words.

What do I have then? – My silence.

(9)

Now –

I meet her everyday.

Where? – On the pages of my poetry.

© Sabah