Just let me dwell
In this old rolodex
Dark circles along
With unkempt hair
Trying hard to hold
To never let it go
Despite me knowing
That it's been gone
For so awfully long
Nostalgia of wholeness
Prior to the cracks
And dispersed pieces
Of young wild smiles
Cigarette smoke
Empty city streets
Running mascara
Childish promises
Childish dreaming
Clouds drifting
Storm brewing
Dreams dying
Just let me dwell
In that old rolodex
Carousel spinning
Tangled in the tangible
Midnight embrace
Twilight kisses
Starlit wishes