Sometimes We Want to Forget


Awash in blue
A crystal sky
Paper clouds and sun
Float by
Torn from books
No longer read
Blown by winds
From lips long dead

Above me now
Just out of reach
Wisps of love
The stillness breach
Forgotten words
Your dying song
Push those paper
Clouds along

Passion, flare
and heed my cry
Don’t let those phantoms
Fill my sky
Lick your flaming
Tongue to clean
The yellowed memories
From the scene
Let smoke and ash
Clear all away
Awash in blue
Remains the day