Sometimes
when my conscious thoughts cease,
and I let my mind wander
into a dream,
My memory swells with the smells
of the soft sea breeze,
and holding your hand as we walked
with a perfect feeling of peace.
Though the love that we shared
came and went with such ease,
I still miss you sometimes
on quiet days like these.
And I wonder where you wander,
when your conscious thoughts cease
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC
Sometimes
when my conscious thoughts cease,
and I let my mind wander
into a dream,
My memory swells with the smells
of the soft sea breeze,
and holding your hand as we walked
with a perfect feeling of peace.
Though the love that we shared
came and went with such ease,
I still miss you sometimes
on quiet days like these.
And I wonder where you wander,
when your conscious thoughts cease
