In the moments of silence,
while I past these trees on a foreign land,
The music of reminiscence plays into my head,
and pours the memories of joy and jolliness,
of the the moments and times I had with you.
'Near or far wherever you are'...
memories to the sound,
memories to the faces that only know how to smile when they are together,
It is the memories that keep me afloat
in this vast, expanded ocean, amongst the violent waves of bewilderment, shame and devasting glamor.
Memories,memories will be my gaurd,
Until your ship finds me.
Until your ship finds me.
© sunshine07