Love Ghost of Past

Perfect times When we knew Perfect ways Of things we do Loving minds Caress the words Our ideas Are not absurd Crashing stars Dieing loves Sheets of memoirs Remembering was Sun sets low Moon shines high Watching the glow On breaking tides What was love? Who knows when Remember when love Was seeing red? Times of our past And what they were When we're unconscious We're always sure Now we walk on ashes Through our sleep What we have We can't keep Like we're already gone The last of earth we see Will be the break of dawn I hope my love remembers me