Rhythm of Reminiscing

Corrugated rhythm of the perforated heart in the pulse of inspiration torn asunder, peeled apart with the movement of discovery proving false in every start as we danced the dance with no interpretation Celebrated virtue of the lasting and the free who have bent the will of romance glowing blind until they see that the wise man is the single lonely voice in his decree as they waltz the waltz with loneliness of footstep Convuluted memory of the passion as we age as our brain re-reads the paragraph on one determined page where we left our heart with someone who in love did us engage as we stepped the steps of someone else's dream Corolated stringing of the music of the mind in the heart beat of the moment I'm abated yet in time with the fit of inspiration telling me you once were mine as I pass the past a shadow reminiscing.