Do you remember, really?
Do you remember the first gentle breeze
The precursor to indescribable moments
like those and these?
Do you remember?
Do you recall that fall, when thoughts
and pens were reintroduced to ink
when magenta leaves drifted upon scrolls
tempting parched quills to drink?
Can you recapture that inkling that
we've met on another plane?
Knowing those thoughts have been exchanged
before, we found ourselves at a loss to explain
that familiarity
Do you recollect when hands held
began to caress and undress
and hushed thoughts turned
into reasons to confess
Remember that?
And what of those times
when you lingered in between pauses
of silence and misty mornings, and mere
words failed to capture the causes
for those feelings
Those feelings that won't allow us to
forget...
Remember?
Do you remember the first gentle breeze
The precursor to indescribable moments
like those and these?
Do you remember?
Do you recall that fall, when thoughts
and pens were reintroduced to ink
when magenta leaves drifted upon scrolls
tempting parched quills to drink?
Can you recapture that inkling that
we've met on another plane?
Knowing those thoughts have been exchanged
before, we found ourselves at a loss to explain
that familiarity
Do you recollect when hands held
began to caress and undress
and hushed thoughts turned
into reasons to confess
Remember that?
And what of those times
when you lingered in between pauses
of silence and misty mornings, and mere
words failed to capture the causes
for those feelings
Those feelings that won't allow us to
forget...
Remember?