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Dec 2017
Oh, how memories  like ghosts
pass through the secret chambers
of my mind
in the middle of a dark  and haunted
and moonless  night
and I am  haunted by your face
and your loving tough.
Oh, it seems as though
my heart has a life
all of its own.
Oh, it pulls me.
Oh, how it pulls me
by chains fashioned from my memories
and my endless love of you
impossible to resist.
Oh, how  I am enslaved
by this burning passion
I hold for you
and I am your's forever.
Oh, my forever
can only be fulfilled
by eternity in your arms.
Oh, how I dream
of that faraway forever.
Oh, that road to  forever
it leads me ever on
and I must follow
thought it were to  death
or life eternal
in   the love  of your arms
and on that  path
ever I am bound
and bound forevermore.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
283
   Sajini Israel
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