Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Pleading to a Childhood Lost

Swaying are the memories now
Falling are we to no set tempo
Push me into relief and carelessness
Blissful moments sweet and far
Distant and current
Relevant and childish
Calm me with outburst of joy
And linger
Pause our swirling adolescent whirlwind
Relieve me of maturity 's burden
Let us drift into unforeboding times
And sing
With syrupy voice and honest timbre
Seep into my core through my ears
Your life harmonizing mine with delicate accents
Freeing me with swift mercies
Cunning is a crafty cadence
Mistakenly we create regret
Love and loss for one another
Far from swinging with my brother

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