I know you are there.
I know you lie just behind that veil.
Sometimes your perfume would waft on a cool breeze and pull my lips into a lazy smile.
Sometimes your scent would overwhelm me and wash my cheeks with tears.
You are young and strong, good and fierce.
I am old and wise, patient and intense.
You are me but more advanced, more powerful.
I am you but more subdued, more present.
Where, oh where, have you been all this time?
Don't you know that I love you already?