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.