Utopian memory
I do not remember, but I do recall
Today I think and think. I fall and fall.
The wicked soul inhabits on thyself.
The summer grows in deep relief for all.
Shall I recall the warmth ahead myself?
☉
My kind Father, you do prevent my blast!
The question stays the same. Father, may I?
All nights dreaming about the golden past,
My soul does not lie looking for the sky.
☉
Could I tell you how I miss you? Can I?
The little girl does smile upon your eyes
Remember those cries, it's hard. Cannot lie.
Our love reborn all again. Like the sky!
☉
And there goes the clock! Time goes by. Shall we
Be lost, as remains? Here we go, be free!
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