Dienstag, 29. September 2009

Memories of Love

Confusion spreads its wings

Wants to fly above

My head is mentioning things

from hate to spree to love.


I saw the sunshine

Shining bright

But now I am mistaken

And ramble through the night.


A star glows in a golden shimmer

Moon hides between the clouds

Gives sea a mystic glimmer

Fireflies they flee in crowds.


As I stand there while thinking

What all that meant to be

I tremble and remember

The time of You and Me.

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