Monday, January 19, 2009


A song half remembered
A tune hummed just out of sight
A book read so long ago that you wonder why
That scent of perfume that nags at you all day
A shop that makes you want to browse
A feeling you wish you could recapture
An anticipation you never ant to end
A touch you wish had never begun
A color that takes you down memory lane
A voice you could listen to forever
A party you want to repeat every weekend
A memory too precious to write down

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