Tonight

THE LONGER ONE HOLDS ON TO A MEMORY
THE LONGER ONE LIVES IN THE PAST

Yet, I linger thus our acute affair…
A scent upon my hand from running through your hair…
A thought of no end, our pass does appear…
A path of loving living light, with every care…
A love knowing not, we part in fear…
Yet, let us rest the past with tear’s of cheer…

And until then,