Places

// There are many ways to remember places
My mother would tell me
The crowded streets of Paris
Choking with people and emotions

The solemn vows of faith
Burning the cathedral of Rome

The parting and reminiscent notes of lovers
Adorning the walls of every monument

The handful of hurt
Trailing your shadow at every intersection

The uneven breathing of trees
Whilst trees kiss their solemn branches

The curve of your lips. //