I folded your memories
Through the melody of my song
In the compartment of my soul.

I crumpled your name
Behind the verses of my poetry
In the chamber of my heart.

I hid the feelings I had for you
In between the strumming of my guitar and my voice
In the bottom of my thalamus.

I tattooed your feature and smiling face
Through my hobbies and passion
In the fabric of my skin.

I strummed my guitar...
I composed a song...
I wrote prose and poetry...
I climbed the mountain and dived the streams and seas,
But behind all of these...
Is YOU.

© Mari Felices