Voices From The Past

The harmonies sing 

My ear hears the echoes 

Forgotten dreams scamper

I forgot their names

But the smiling faces

Those are never left behind 

Remembering it wasn’t a dream 

Real as a racing pulse

A skipped heart beat

An exhale amongst passion

The falling light touch

Seeing your eyes for eyes

It was today just different

We were here in same place

The thoughts still keep time

It’s the souls that parted

Draft of perfume hangs

A picture starts an Avalanche 

It’s never the snows fault 

But the sound carries


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