I seem to remember
eyes of brown…
But then again
I’m not really sure
I’m only around
Every now and then
I don’t look into them
Much anymore
I seem to remember
Soft touch neath my fingers
Cool Walks in September
Vague memories linger
You’re still very near
Yet you’ve gone so far away
I seem to remember…
but just what…I can’t say
There’s a wall grown between us
Built with lies and mistrust
Bonds once strong and steadfast
Have crumbled to dust
I seem to remember…
Was it something to share?
Well…the magic’s long gone now
And I no longer care
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem