The Search

The search for your memories never ended.

I saw the nature, the winds caressing my hair, the warmth of dawn, the chirping of birds, the dew.
I felt you, as if I immersed in your lap.

I tried to find my rhythm, with every wrinkle of yours; ingraining you, your words and thoughts.

Yearning for the warmth and love those eyes once bore, the voice which cradled my name, the hands that taught me, legs that were pillars of strength.
The heart, my twin soul.

Can I have one last chance? For I love you till the end of time.