In Memory [09-09-09]

I felt rather down this day, ironic on 9/9/09 right? Well some old feelings crawled back that I tried to avoid for the past year now, and so I felt I should share my dread...

lost merry tymes
glisten from memory,
I trail back to the beginning.

Twas the beginning
of that day,
the impecible sorrow
that drenched my deary soul.

Your sweet fragrance,
Your smooth touch,
Your soft lips,
churn my heart asunder.

these deary eyes
ache for your illusion cast,
these weary hands
yearn for your spoken lies.

as I trail to the beginning,
lost in memory.