As I wake through the night
I think of times of yore
when life was but a merry bliss
and nothing more
when a smile was a smile
and a kiss was a kiss
and a dream was nothing more
than the vision of the miss
As the past walks away
and the present knocks
the dreams that kept me awake
are a forgotten lot.
How I long for a dream
of that fateful night
where the world was agleam
from the glow of her light
The tapestries of time
were to be torn apart
as forever the scene before me
was lodged in my heart.
The one smile epiphanies
the smell of jasmine blue
the reasons why the eternity
was never lost on you.
oh but what was said
was never true
at the time
oh the time
of the jasmine blue.
now as I try
to remember that dream so old
I regret not to forget
the locks of heavenly gold.
but life moves on with nothing more
than a penny in my hand
but one day I wish to say
Life was so grand.
por la noche!
Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
As I wake through the night
I think of times of yore
when life was but a merry bliss
and nothing more
when a smile was a smile
and a kiss was a kiss
and a dream was nothing more
than the vision of the miss
As the past walks away
and the present knocks
the dreams that kept me awake
are a forgotten lot.
How I long for a dream
of that fateful night
where the world was agleam
from the glow of her light
The tapestries of time
were to be torn apart
as forever the scene before me
was lodged in my heart.
The one smile epiphanies
the smell of jasmine blue
the reasons why the eternity
was never lost on you.
oh but what was said
was never true
at the time
oh the time
of the jasmine blue.
now as I try
to remember that dream so old
I regret not to forget
the locks of heavenly gold.
but life moves on with nothing more
than a penny in my hand
but one day I wish to say
Life was so grand.
por la noche!
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