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silence still defeats the echoes I once loved
in the imaginary and the hopeful places
and still I remember each step of the dance
one after another it recalls to me the momentstouch the fragments of memories again love
stir the splinters of yesterday's dream again
pricking your finger hoping to rebuild
gluing together what was a home for us upon a dancefloor amidst the tapestries of desire
alit with pale light of stolen moments
the humor in your eyes as you tease me
my fears held securely away from it all
cruelly perfect in the way it cuts me still
how these stirred dreams leave me yearning
that I ache from you haunting me so unfufilled
my recreations from what I have so impure was it more vibrant than my grey colored recall
those swift steps when we were so entwined,
ignorantly blissful of all that should have been
turning and twisting only with you in sight
with half formed dreams stunted by regret
I hold still like a hate filled miser
shadowed by the recreations I am bound to
I cannot leave these pieces yet.
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