Stepping into step wells

Sandstone carvings glow warm, when adjusted for white balance

I was tapping on your face, at the step well, to get the focus onto you 

You seemed to blend into the walls, as if I had imagined you there

Weren't you just asking me to capture your picture, 

and moved to stand next to the intricately carved dwarpals

I am unsure, it always felt like a dream when you were around, surreal

Here, I was holding those raw mango slices and the star fruits

Oh I forgot, I love those things, like I do you

Let me check the captures, oh right they are all statues, and reflections

I caught me in one, thought it was you, 

Here we are, oh I mean I am

Grammar check..

Here I am, clicking pictures of places which maybe miss you just as much.