Memory of a Memory

Staring at the blank page,
In front of me
Thinking of something to write,
I chanced upon your face,
Among my wanderings through memories.

I saw your eyes,
The most beautiful ones
Till date for me,
Blue color like that of the sky.

I saw your heart,
That you wore on your sleeves,
Pure as gold, the only
Thing you said you’ll give me.

But then your face vanished
Like a puff of smoke,
On a windy day, leaving nothing but a
Memory of a memory.