Spent memories

October 30, 2009
Reading words through heavens thought
Remembering all the quarrels fought
There is no memory in this place
A voice that doesn’t match your face
Call out the things that only we knew
Back when my someone was you
Fall into my gentle grieving
Image of your presence leaving
Stay and hold me in your arms
Quiet voice to keep from harms
For I miss you, Can’t you tell?
The way I weep while caught in spell

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