Spider SilkA summer's eveLying in the cool grass Of days gone byAnd I could get lost In your blue skies of spider silk I wake in the half-sweet exhaustOf some smoker's trail,The last vestiges of oneWho was so tangibly here... Sitting with you under an eternally starry skyThese memories bathedIn perpetual light... I'm seeing your eyes in everyone else,And these long-lost memories begin...It's not them I want; it's you that I crave,And your waves come crashing again. Your imprints are everywhereIn everything i see,Dreaming of a timeWhen again we would be Staring glassy-eyedInto the familiar abyss,And the moments that never happenedAre the ones that I miss.
~Rose