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Wine from Roses

I search within these grains of sand
    Sifting slowly through my hands
       Seeking that one special key 
          to unlock the tomb of memories

All the footprints washed away by tides
    but once upon a time still lives inside
        Calling back the endless pleasures
           Waking thoughts of bygone treasures

I still wring wine from dried out roses
    and sculpt hard rock in limber poses
        I can still find sugar in the ocean salt
            when time rewinds and my mind comes to halt.

For once a dream I dreamed came true
   I walked along these shores with you
      The love we shared still whispers on the sea
          this sea of endless memories.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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