Memoirs

“Loving is so short and forgetting is so long.”
- Pablo Neruda

Where are you?
My mind seeks you
but my body,
this wretched frame –
a net of nerves, lose
the courage it needs.

You are present and true
only to my mind.
I can feel that you exist
without having my body
touch or taste you.
You, who will forever elude me.