|Just one more, guys.
||[Jun. 6th, 2005|07:26 am]
Young, but not idiotic.
If memory was like a glass puzzle,
made up of a million shards,
then where would I start?
Where would I begin to reconstruct the ones that would hold your form, your image?
Each smile, each wink, and laugh was a small piece of the mosaic in my mind, that i still struggle to fit back together.
Or was it a dream in which i beheld a single note, a single tune upon your breath, infecting my very being. Dancing in the mystery that i felt for you from the begining.
This tune in which we danced to the end of oblivion. Where we watched a million tear stained memories fall and become endless ripples in a blissful echo of water. Lushious and unrelenting.
Hoping that i may never wake up to discover the feathered pieces scattered and unable to be found.
Thus i found fallen embers of hope and love, in your euphoric eyes.
Where i ask you now to help me peice this recollection together again.
So there, I think that one was better than the last one at least.. lol