Can you dry away the tears.
They are not planned,
But just appear.

A thought of the past,
Memory so vivid,
Suddenly emotions come forth.

Standing on a street corner,
Taking in the sites;
A shadow seems to cross your path.

Orifice sensations light you up.
Memories again renew your past.
You search around with your eyes.

Hoping to match senses again,
With memory of the past.
To feel that rush you had that did not last.

As you look left,
And then to the right, up ahead.
There's nothing in-sight.

But the memory is there though lost.
And will lay in wait in the dark.
So your heart can race again.

When again the shadow passes.