Forgotten Thought

Did you fly from the breeze front, carried by the winded clasping of my hand? 

Were you Ill gotten by the barren promise, that my mind created beforehand?

Could you sing me a lullaby, the soft silken melody that reaches to my heart? 

Were sublime submission the echo that cartwheeled throughout my existence, long before the new light ripped it apart?

One, Two, Three,Four , run... Run once more,

Now tell my once and twice again, something to imprint into my core,

Tell me and I might forget, teach me and I might not learn, include me and I will always remember,

Such a chaliced cherry wine, my fingers unclasp on this starry night with timber,

The beckoned music of the Friday evanescence, 

Another fatal turn of the clock, begets me locked within your presence,

Do you remember the time that? 

No no, do you remember saying? 

How about when we ? 

See, just that fast I was before you screaming, 

Now I am but the figment of your imagination dreaming,