AlamatJacob

A summer's eve Lying in the cool grass Of days gone by And I could get lost In your blue skies of spider silk I wake in the half-sweet exhaust Of some smoker's trail, The last vestiges of one Who was so tangibly here... Sitting with you under an eternally starry sky These memories bathed In perpetual light... I'm seeing your eyes in everyone else, And these long-lost memories begin... It's not them I want; it's you that I crave, And your waves come crashing again. Your imprints are everywhere In everything I see, Dreaming of a time When again we would be Staring glassy-eyed Into the familiar abyss, And the moments that never happened