Your recollections
I did not give you a flower
that you could put among the sheets of an old book.
So you wanted to save a piece of my feeling for you.
I did not give you a small bottle of my favourite perfume
that you could feel my aroma although I would be far from you.
I did not give you my photo
because I will be another person in a few years.
But you will always have a space of your recollections about me
where you can meet me unchanged.
I will have a bouquet of flowers in my hands.
That bouquet will have the aroma of my favourite perfume. |