Here There And Everywhere Poem by Vashi Pandey

It's me here there and everywhere,
in the knock of the door,
in the shadow of the floor.
in the bud which just bloomed in the pot,
in the fumes of the tea which might still be hot.
I am in the sheets which watched us cuddle that night,
and I would always be there melting in the wax of that candle light.
I am there in the little temple where I prayed for you,
and I am still smelled in the coffee which every morning I brew,
I am in the curtains preventing you from heat & wind,
and I am there in the tanginess of the pickles,
which for you I preserved and tinned.
I am there in the buttons of your shirt which i held so tight,
and I am in every bit every breath of yours,
and I will always be in you day, noon and night.