as her mind stepped aside
Memory is the knowing
of how to hide
from who you are
of how to hide
from who you are
Da Capo: Full Recall…“…in a shifting room I could see you there…
and where, I’d not say… but in this way…in the candle lights of a room shadow bright
I put a hand to pen so I could still write your name…”
and where, I’d not say… but in this way…in the candle lights of a room shadow bright
I put a hand to pen so I could still write your name…”
It’s not the same as writing out here
where words are loud and voices clear
where words are loud and voices clear
but on paper, upon pads of pads
I’ve written our names
a thousand and one times…
I’ve written our names
a thousand and one times…
and I could hear your rhyme
before it ever came
before it ever came
“scent the note”
and let it show.
and let it show.
I found the Ts
and I found the Os
and I found the Os
and before I could say hey…
You and I bumped our knows
You and I bumped our knows
“…kitten…”
The energy of an Ancient Unseen
shifted the pen
from there to here
shifted the pen
from there to here
and thin are the scenes
where gradient begins
and the lines land…
where gradient begins
and the lines land…
Updated: Today.
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