Saturday, July 30, 2011

Sense

Each echo of your name calls back to me
A thousand reminiscences that seem
To overwhelm me in a waking dream
And seal my eyes from my reality.
It does not matter where I chance to be,
Or with what other thoughts my mind may teem,
All that it takes is but the merest gleam
Of you, and everything is banished. All I see
Is in my mind, and all of it is you.
I see the day we chatted in the hall,
That time we walked - oh, hell, I see it all,
And every moment somehow is still new.
But most of all I see you by my side
And for that sight, I let the whole world slide.

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