this memory is like a mountain that i  must climb
the night reflected in her eye
the warmth of her words reflected in my heart
a glass of wine left her lips wet
a random thing left a laugh in the air
you would have liked her

we fell
headlong into that ruined night
its echoes were strange
and winter was in leading edge of
that cutting wind
but we didnt pause to fear
we plunged ahead into the shadows

been lost in that wilderness
between the city lights
and the darkness of some mens souls
she rose from the dirt
she rose from the ashes of some
forgotten past life

taking me in her hand
led me out of my own complex pasts
to a new beginning with her
on a road that neither of us could foresee
this memory is like a
mountain i must climb
i must see what was there
i must heal what i left behind

her soul was as complex
as the tapestry of stars above
her heart as wondrous as
a majestic night filled with a lovers dreams
spinning in the breeze
we made our way as one
plunging into the shadows