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To: The place I've never been

Anemoia

By Joshua Karle LeponPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

I remember your auburn hair

I caught a glimpse of the setting heavens

Interlocked within your weaves translucent,

In my mind forever etched is the sleepy sun's scent

I remember when

But I do not remember where

I remember in my days nascent

I saw you

Within a dream

Or in between slumber and a kiss

I remember then

I fell for you unforgettably

As Summer does for Winter

Relentlessly with every passing year

My heart yearns;

A sudden fleeting yet lingering great wistfulness

An indescribably gravitation

A futile remembrance

And my heart aches;

A pining I do not understand

For what, I do not know

To whom, I may never meet

But my feet are restless homeward to you

To somewhere in this vast cosmos of unknown

For something perhaps nonexistent

Whose sole proof of existence is this inexplicable longing,

Insistent and persisting,

That I feel only for you

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    Written by Joshua Karle Lepon