Your breath on my face,
Your moist lips against mine,
Your strong arms around me,
And your fingers on my waist.
Then like whisper of smoke you vanished,
Splitting me into two,
My other half disappearing with you,
‘They say the dead never comes back,
But I see you’ I said,
‘why do you confuse me?’ I asked,
A voice answered,
‘Love never dies’.