Silent remnants

In the shadows of memory, echoes linger,
A tapestry of love, woven by the fingers of time.
Your absence, a silent symphony, plays in my heart,
A melody of longing, a poignant rhyme.

Like a moonless night, your absence profound,
Stars weep, forming constellations of grief.
Yet, in the vastness of sorrow, I find solace,
For your love, a compass, guides beyond belief.

Gone, yet the fragrance of your wisdom remains,
A garden of lessons, in my soul it blooms.
Each tear, a droplet of the river we shared,
Flowing through moments, where love consumes.

In the canvas of my dreams, you paint the sky,
An artist of warmth, in hues of the past.
The palette of memories, vivid and bright,
A masterpiece of love, forever to last.

So, I navigate the corridors of time,
Embracing your essence, woven in each thread.
For in the tapestry of loss, love persists,
A resilient bond, even when words are left unsaid.