A Flood of Memories
It brings back a flood of memories,
your laughter, a balm to my soul,
captivating me with its radiance,
playfully refusing to let you sleep,
calling out without the need for names.
The warmth of our cuddles lingers,
my constant desire to hold your hand,
etched in my heart, every shared moment,
a reminder of the deep connection we had,
a lot I can't quite narrate it all.
© Tashy