THAT MEMORY

I wanted, oh I wanted,
To sink into that memory,
My senses woken, once again,
As it washes of them.

I wanted - how much I wanted! -
To live in that time again
When petals and butterflies and sun light and birds
Danced upon the breath I felt -
Your face so close to mine.

Your face so close to mine,
And now a thousand years away,
While on this endless sea I ride,
And sink I will,
My senses drowned
As it washes over them.