MEMORY:

Memory is that very special & distant place,

Where within my heart, I hold your dear face,

It´s where I hear my name in your luring calls,

Echoing through corridors & hallowed icy halls.

 

Memory is that place, I hear old & wafting tunes,

Where upon breezes, I can scent your old perfumes,

Where ancient whispers gather, to sing & softly play,

Leaving me in doubt, as whether to go or maybe stay.

 

Memory is that place, where wept teardrops dream,

Where untold secrets spill & overflow in mossy streams,

It´s where my soul melts & my yearning heart now churns,

Memory is that old place, to where no one ever returns.