Monday, January 15, 2007

Memories

You are lost in the jungle
While i seek my soul in the city
Days swiftly pass by
Washing away fading precious memories
of days spent in your warmth
watching the sun rise
With the melodies of sparrows
Watching the sun set
with a gold that set the rivers red
and sparkle your smile in the dark
when confined to shelf-life
I reminisce the time spent
and the time wasted
in the folly of our youth

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