Fragments of Love

In the haze of time's fleeting grasp,
A realization whispered, a love's clasp.
No precise moment etched in memory's hue,
Yet the essence of you, forever imbued.

In between stolen glances, a gentle smile,
The laughter cascading, lingering a while.
A fleeting touch, like whispers in the breeze,
Our hands entwined, a tender tease.

Caught in the melodies of your soul's refrain,
Singing softly, a heartfelt strain.
In those verses, a connection so true,
I felt the rhythm of love, and it was you.

I may not recall every detail precise,
But your presence, my love, remains a vice.
For in the spaces between cherished scenes,
I hold onto you, like a waking dream.

In the depths of my heart, the memories reside,
A mosaic of moments, forever beside.
With each passing day, they blossom and grow,
A tapestry of love, that only we know.

So, let the past's fragments intertwine,
Our love, a melody, harmonious and divine.
For in this symphony of moments we've shared,
I remember you, my love, and how I've cared.