Come Flooding Back:
As dawn appears in golden rays,
A hint of jasmine fills the air,
This night has passed so achingly,
Though my heart is still filled with care.
I think back to all those moments,
In time, the distant memories,
Come flooding back in elegance,
Like a warm breeze across the seas.
These moments so rare and precious,
Those memories you gave to me,
More moving than the burning sun,
So why can't I just let them be?
(Eight syllables per line)
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2016
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