I don't miss you.. No! I don't!

When I see leaves rustling in circles under the tree's protected view
My mind won't circle all it's thoughts around you..
When I catch sunshine filtering through the umbrella of trees
Your memories won't seep in through those leaves and tease
When I admire how the white snow caresses the proud mountain peak.
Your caressing face won't reappear to make my resolve weak
When I play with the shadows of my hands on the wall..
I will deny the shadow of our imagined clasp on the wall
When I breathe the scent of dry earth surrendering to rain
I will negate my souls declaration s of surrender..in vain!
I won't miss you...No! I don't! I won't! I do..

Gently fade!

Gently faded like the yellow tattered edges of an old book,
Lying unread in the high shelves of  bookshop, quaint, where none look...
The world gently forgets it's presence.. the old musty book...
And yet...my fingers will find you..ardently searching...My old book;
I shall reach out to your soul, where none else look
And I shall hold you close... Read love like an open book...
My love for you...like that for an old book!