When I see your face.

It becomes a blur

Of all the faces of you

Half remembered

A blurred stream of faces

Of every moment I saw your face

Your life

For all those years

Thousands of pages of slightly changed faces

Altered by a moment

A month 

A day 

A year

A Decade

All merging into EMOTIONS

That defined you

in my mind

Heart 

And what so many refer to as a “soul”. 

Perhaps a face is only a flash of an image in a moment

Or maybe

the sum of all emotion we felt 

Projected into space and time as who we believed a Person Was

And now IS

Inside us

In               Memory.