coming back to reality now
i'm seeking a new prospect
i'm seeking a new thrill
i'm seeking the same old rememberance of myself
if only it were that easy
everything would now fall
in it's place
it has been enough time
i seem to remember it like it was yesterday
you and me, we set out into the glaring light
into the crowds of people
where no one even knew
where no one cared
it is all but a joyous beginning
again we set out on that same path
and take the same roads
leading up to the time now
made the same mistake again
and laughed an asinine laugh
bathing in the sudden joy of things
who wanted to change the past?
was it me?
or that reflection you saw once
in that mirror by the pool?
i had cried many nights
at the death of my reflection
among jubilant cries
and boorish fools
coalesced and happy
i still am waiting.
reliving my life
reliving everything
and seeing the joy in peoples eyes
i am an amorous cunt
waiting to be proded
and bleed into the arms of love
wondering with ever growing resistance
what was it holding my leg
breaking down things of the past
and glorification of deeds
I am the present everlasting
The signification of those morose actions
Forming a solecism of humour
Laughing , playing and greeting
My many memories of you and me and us
Remember the time?
Remember the place
