Saturday 19 April 2014

Lost keys

Pure feelings
from times of chilling
some summer nights  
I can go back                                    
touch your face
lost mythical space
smell that breeze
sweet taste of untainted
freedom                      

Signals in the air
brought me there
where we got the keys
to all the games
where we didn't really care
where we were

Playing life
learning love
back then when
things had no names

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