A poetic dream

I am longing without dreams;
My mind is crystal clear.
In me love filling my streams;
Today I am looking.
Upon one vivid beauty,
Frames are floating in me.
One by one I click,
Taking snapshots in my brain,
To find the one image,
That I already found before.
Fill my eyelids with colored smiles,
Fill my ears with your voice,
Touch my nerve cells again.
Recalling fingers playing on my face;
Revisiting unknown places
Emotions feels delight
And yet and yet
My memory scans
For vivid recalling
the frame of your smile.
A picture carved in marble
Within my very bones
Drawing image in one line
Delicate and fine..