100. Board meeting at 2

I have a whole department

inside my mind's building 

that deals with the matters

regarding to the case of you

as the elevator door opens

a jasmine scent will 

softly lead you 

onto the floor

large windows

with a view from

above the clouds

let your light 

come shinning in

the walls are 

splashed with

your cheek's rouge

and tangerine tones

the smoke detectors

are of course 

all off

there are endless lines

of filing cabinets

filled with folders

sorted by date

smell

senses

sounds

and images 

I've kept

in my retina

collected throughout

the time 

we've spent together

countless stacks of papers

standing tall

all down the hallway

still waiting to be classified

which are presented to my desk

randomly 

at any given moment 

of my day

 

nevermind that constant

reversing beep

of trucks

backing into the warehouse

to unload even more

piles of blank pages

yet to be written on

so you see

the work for you

in here

is nonstop 

even when

the shutter doors

are down at night

but in this

apparent mayhem

I can still pick any memo

any hand-written 

post-it note

out of a folder

or up from the floor

and it will

immediately

undoubtedly 

take me

to you

and I will

instantly 

and precisely 

relate it

to a smile

a gesture

a grin

or a glance

that you 

once gave me

then I'd sign

seal

and stamp

with a kiss

that particular case

of you

before carrying on