The Only Thing I Have Left
Are the memories of sweet buttered dreams
Of never ending days which the sunset stay for
Hours glowing off the river as we sat by the fire.
The only thing I have left
Is your the dancing in your eyes as you whispered
Those beautiful words I love you across the winds
Ever so slowly past my ears
The only thing I have left
Is the taste of crumbs that still hold my lips moist
From your tender kisses
The only thing I have left
My soul disconnection to life with you
Of becoming my eternal infinity
The only thing I have left
Emotional uncertainty
Feelings of shameful images of not
Being enough
The only thing I have left
Are framed with yesterday's happiness
Yesterday's hopes
Yesterday's love rescue
Yesterday's skies so blue
The only thing I have left
Is today's residue
Of the yesterday's memory
Of the love I had with you
The only thing I have left
The Silent Stalker
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