Thursday, June 11, 2009

Memories

As I walk through the shadow of the valley of death,

I will remember your face,

I will savoir your taste,

I will dream your dreams

And as I lay me down to sleep,

I will be reborn every time,

Every waking moment,

Every breath and sigh

Drinking in your soul,

Being here, being nowhere, everywhere

Memories of….

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