CupCakeBaby9

My heart would always beat for you Sadly enough -- today it stopped. In your head it might still echo But in reality it does not. As if you would forget me When the sound ceased to exist. I will always be a memory That lingers like a cyst.

Do you remember me, my love, Or those sparkling summer days? Or how the solstice sun shone, While the sea breeze flowed through the hills? Or the golden fields, The clear blue skies, The shimmering sapphire sea, The dusty earthen trails Under the canopy of the redwood trees? No, I thought not. For, to you, those days Are merely some more summer days, Days of no importance. But, For me, Those days were days Of Wonder, Of Magic, Of flowers of joy and bliss blossoming in the air. It was when I discovered the meaning of life, When I discovered love In your beautiful eyes And your enchanting smile. To you, I am now a mer

September's but a whisper, a curl of autumn on your cheek or a wanton leaf left lazing in the tawny gold of dusk; and the amber scent of pears, succulent and slumbering, slips idly off your skin and sends my restless senses yearning...