Memory

a glass of wine and memory
returns me once again to thee
the days and nights of you and I
when, two-in-one, we touched the sky

and merged with all that ever was
and all potential cause

and I wonder how to bring this dream
of ecstasy into the scheme
of every day, of life and death
the in and out of every breath

in desperation now, I hear my being scream
your name, but sound is muted by the stream
of ever-moving, changing life so real
yet all I know is you and what I feel

and that you and I must now create
the world that is our fate
where living dream becomes reality
to shatter staid and sick society

that keeps the love we share from flowing free
come now, my love, and set our spirits free

? Michaelette ?

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