Soft, the Memory

For, here they lay amidst the clouds, Two lovers bonded by their desires, With hopes of tomorrows filled with love, Never quenching their internal fires. Two lovers bonded by their desires; They awakened, but separate, upon that day. Their hopes, though eternal, had seemed empty. For they had awakened in utter dismay With hopes of tomorrows filled with love They realized their friendship was all they could share Upon separating after the dance of their dreams They realized for each other, they could only care Never quenching their internal fires, With hopes of love for each new day, These two lovers, in dreams, forever bonded, Separated that night and went their own way.