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Met a memory I so wished it might be her, maybe her mother
From another time that must be past I so want it future
Such is the ache of a gathered mind recalling those who’ve gone
When it’s done and baked do flavors concede their sovereign?

Which breeze is this drifting, floats me news of you
Tempting awake old desire I pick up my mat and follow
We walk again on air through the pines along our path
Hoping repeating wondering vainly why I’m looking back

Waiting now these memories all a jumble on the shelf
For their chance to make a call reminding me of someone else
Lost secrets even though I have lost their rings, their keys
Time unlocks dreams forgot, sneaking back to tease

Where is this place so high above I cannot take my eyes along
Aloft afloat in nothingness on wings from the beyond
I feel a draft like a feather brushed my skin
Flying over, gliding numb on time that has no when

Until this sublime lease on my mind lets me go my way
My heart waits here content she might come out to play
Looking down, there is no back, the laws of love set free
We talk. Her dog’s nose is wet, these dreams seem more than memory?

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