Friday, January 30, 2009

Memory


We met in a memory

Embraced in a dream

He held me in the passing

Of a warm summers breeze

We danced to a whisper

And moved into spring

Resided in our hopes

Made love in melodies

His eyes were so familiar

His presence just like home

But like the mist he's risen up

And like the past he's gone

Similar to the seasons

He's gone about his way

I just made him up

And even he wont stay

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