You'Re Memories

Memories... It's funny sometimes what it means. 
The twisted psychology. 
The emotional burden it brings and joyful  soul it success. 
I can't imagine another theme, but you with me. 
I wonder you understand what it means, to revisit you're beautiful Seam. 
The smile that puts a stop in my knees. 
Oh the memories ... 
You left a mark in my spleen making me feel sicker. 
I wonder why I can't put this on a record. 
No words can describe what I seen. 
Your laugh full of wonders, with a mind that's beyond all 8 (ancient) wonders
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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