Hey,
I just came by to check in on you...
The rose wilted the night before you returned
from the depths of the ocean...
A Summer day, I recall still
As dreamy clouds were drifting by...
Going through my poems,
I wrote when I was young...
I never thought I'd see through eyes
Other than my own...
With moments that you cannot match
On a day that's not foreseen...
Whispers of love remain
softly glowing heart embers...
You, my creation, my art,
you...
Each time it happens
And it happens a lot...
Her eyes house the souls
Of those she has contained...
A man who
Turns on his...
Time is life
spent in the amnesia...