Lost Memories

Mumbling forgotten words to a hungry wind. Listening for the return of sacred memories. Waiting, Watching, Wishing for lost memories that slip from my grasp right as I think "I have it, at last!" Lost but also found, always a blurry image taunting with familiar sound. A the tip of the tongue ready to slip. A familiar face whose name you would've sworn you'd never miss. Were have you seen it before? Were else have you had that feeling before? None other than in the hungry wind, Waiting watching, for the return of lost memories.