I get lost in their black & white
picture frames contains a shutter
full of you & me.
Follow me down,
down this trail with me,
past the coffee shops,
bus stops shelter me
from the fall into the summer
time and play-ground swings Under
the clear-night sky,
counting kisses and promises
spread out into the unknown of night
Driving through memories,
at the place I've seen before Though
I try not to notice their
silent voices still ringing in my head I get
lost in the echos of the things we used to say
while daring the stars to blink back.
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