It's quiet hours like these...

The room is dark
The moon is full
My heart is empty

Visions dance on my mind
Of times when ours was now...
And we were each other's

Don't ever imagine, my love
That time and circumstances...
However long, however wrong
Could erase my love for you

Instead, my arms caress these ghosts
My lips whisper your name
Blame has no place
When love finds this space...

In my memories.

Copyright 2016 Regi Taylor All Rights Reserved

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