...Reminiscence...
It's bound to be
a remedy
the words you
use
when you
talk to me
a familiar shadow
from a distant shore
yet graces my threshold
Nevermore
It's destined to be
a tragedy
the thoughts
I think
when I wander free
after a hazy stroll
along Heaven's seam
along the clouded
night
Never ending dream
It's got to be
something more
than this
so far so close
as I reminisce
on times so real
yet so long ago
that speak
the words
only you
can know