Saving Memories

Here I am, back again with thoughts of all my mild friends of crazy boys and lovely girls and mind trips with them, 'round the world of those who know my green-eyed glow and share with me my golden snows of summer times when we would sit around our fire, gently lit torching our fears and passive love expressions that we rarely touch except when together, the moments drift engulfing it all, the mileless rift Alone no more, I sit with you dreaming of dreams we'll make be true and time dissolves to kiss our brow knowing I'll leave, our hands held now With you, I'm whole and wild and true and blurting out nonsense and acting a fool Head on your shoulder, I breathe clear and deep memories must last me, and these I will keep so close to my childish, heart-like impressions there with the rest, I'll always hold precious.