Memories of You
The clouds form to blur our sight and take us on a wonderful flight.
This moment is clear as pearled love tear.
I want to fly back to the past where the circles of flames spells out our names.
Sitting on sapphire stones, here is where i can never be alone.
crystalized vapors grow our memory.
A tree that will last thought out enturnity.
Catapillas harvest on the leaves, to present a eye full,
only to beautfy the moment of our arrival.
Each branch with it's own video to play and every word the we had to say,
turns the season to autuam on any given day.
As we glance at each other from time to time , the birds carry our thoughts to each other
mind,
signaling the heart of the love we had to find.
Naked ground where there will soon to be,sprouting trees to grow more of our memories.
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