Your memories return and flee
Like the tides on the beaches of time.
Our hours of love
Are shooting stars in your ageless eyes.
Like a moon drawing the ocean of your memories
I sit by your side to stir its waters
With a story that sometimes seems foreign to you.
The wheel of time has blinded your mind.
A rain of forgetfulness mists the crystals.
And to you, we are shadows haunting the gardens
But love is a miracle that returns and is reborn
From the deep astral night that envelops us.
We are still those young bodies
Weaving their destinies in the grass
When life was a paradise with no boundaries.
We are still those young bodies
Weaving their destinies in the grass
When life was a paradise with no boundaries.
With no boundaries.
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