"a Surplus of Memory"
28.05.2008
"A surplus of memory"*
Darker than November nights
Falling softly on the snow -
Memories I cannot fight,
Memories that wouldn't go.
When I looked into your eyes
Happiness was all I saw -
Now the past - I cannot fight,
Now the past just wouldn't go.
As I very shyly reach
For a hand that's never there -
Memories - they stop my heart,
Memories - they wouldn't care...
* title taken from Yitzhak Zuckerman's book
Copyright © Domi Marchewka | Year Posted 2009
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