Friday, February 11, 2011

Blind Memory

I was with you tonight
In invisible sense

Your every touch melts
Even just a glance
You envelop me
All I do is quiver

You are my version of perfect
Even if I know I cannot have you
Reason enough to know I once did

I carry on with you in my heart
Never searching for a replacement
Never searching for a comparison

You remind me of a time
When all things were innocent
Finding you was magic
Saving graces are thoughts that I once was there.

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