Dancing naked in the flowers of a faded pastel vision
Cavorting in another time, kissing quivering flesh
Licking honey from dangerous curves
Running away with a memory in a box
Secrets cascading out one by one as I flee
A sugary taste in my mouth, cursing the day
While living the night over again
Time and reality laugh like slamming a door
A whisper and a sigh that is yesterday
Saying things that will not be forgotten
Running, but staying in place
My memories chasing me.
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