Filling and fading with a soft caress
My playmate by the deep
Our memories diminish into effervesce
Held upon the sands of time
They keep

We bind and softly lay them all along
Like small sparks of fire
Yet out of the mist they are burning strong
As our soul’s
Deepest desires

The dusk of evening, breaks into light
Filling with a soft caress
Memories are found through clouds of night
In the surging foam
Of effervesce

Those sands of time will unbind the fires
My playmate by the deep
Found in our soul’s deepest desires
The smallest spark
Will keep

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010