free me from the filth of their hatred
for they could never understand the depth of us
forbidden are we to talk,to touch,to linger
in the warmth of yesterdays long best forgotten
by their standards, of our living
how dare we smile, when the tune arises
when we sing along the chorus
or a certain line that still stings,their bitter hearts
no harm in remembering now
now when lives are led apart
yet dreams are shared together
in music that washes away the dust of everyday life
and replaces it briefly with yesterdays ashes



I have missed you much. I see you have not lost your poetic talent even in the slightest bit
Thank you for entering and good luck!
6 old applause
