memories are spears;
a weapon of skilled warriors
fired at your most vulnerable
they **** your breath
take advantage of your loss
memories are thieves;
they own your past
they haunt your present
yet they desire your future
dominating your days
memories are gold;
a snapshot of one moment
stolen ephemerality turned eternal
flashes of a love that once was
but not anymore
memories are you;
the teasing lilt of your voice
your smile of bottled sun
your kisses like butterflies
and a fire burning strong
in the past residence of my hope
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 10:35 AM UTC
memories are spears;
a weapon of skilled warriors
fired at your most vulnerable
they **** your breath
take advantage of your loss
memories are thieves;
they own your past
they haunt your present
yet they desire your future
dominating your days
memories are gold;
a snapshot of one moment
stolen ephemerality turned eternal
flashes of a love that once was
but not anymore
memories are you;
the teasing lilt of your voice
your smile of bottled sun
your kisses like butterflies
and a fire burning strong
in the past residence of my hope
- - -
