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Songs In Passe'

Songs of passe' drifting 
From a distant somewhere out
They breathe into me 
As a longing that wants to be, aught

And I begin by grasping at traces 
Of a sadness in loss of innocence
Naivety was its beauty
Like the fawn that wanders from the morning mist

So with ease I interpret the simplicity
Into what offers fantasy considers
Then again, I can begin
Reliving it, in the mind of youthfulness
 

Each time thus, I am stronger willed
Which enflames the yearning of memory's fire
Giving in to its rise 
Seemingly always sweeter and evermore higher
 

Here I rekindle the mere forgotten
And the now quite needed, simpler desires
Where the melodies soon become
A paramour of regrets and undone aspires

The dancing among these shadows so familiar 
Seducing the absences upon my heart
Tis' a language of remembrance which lingers now
Like a fragrance still, and forever instilled, imparts

Thus from me
The "ghosts of times" separate, can not be 
As a fondness for the once had, still haunts
From a place, where the wildness runs free
 

The songs in passe' 
Overwhelm in moments unexpected 
Like whispers within the air
They come, as a long lost friend, merely the soul's recollection 

And I shall carry them always 
As one carries a lighted torch
Living out my life to its fullest 
Burning forevermore as my passions source

introspectionlost lovemusiclongingfree verse

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