Our memory at night

by damont   Mar 6, 2008


I watch her sit and watch the moon blossom
and the skies change color
i watch her sit and stare at the stars
here body is here and her soul is flying
i lived for a moment in a world thats is not dying
i flew with her soul to touch whats beyond sight
a place where this world in our mind took flight
and a memory can't be described
i couldn't believe the wind carried our hearts
so far and pass real knowledge by far
it was as if i was suppose to be there
yet that life was forgotten without care
the sun broke our concentration
and i lost that high sensation
the skys faded on our thoughts
locking us out until tomorrow night

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