i  t a s t e 

 you

 when the salty tears run down my face 

remembering our last conversation.

i  s e e 

you

 in the sky

knowing that you painted it.

i  s m e l l 

your

 cologne 

still remembering the first time we met.

i  h e a r 

you 

when the birds sing 

hoping you’re talking to me.

i  f e e l 

you 

when i look at the last picture

 we took together

 remembering

 you’re 

dancing in the sky.