I lay cuddled and muddled in an array of satin sheets and memories my thoughts
dancing lazily upon all our yesterdays and with a fleeting touch of
sorrow Iwill carefully remove you from that growing rank of could have been's
I'll take the sadness from my eyes and place all those hopes and dreams in
the
museum of my heart. My tears have washed away yesterday and replaced it with
the ability to await tomorrow
Tenderness prevails and with parted lips and a breathless sigh I safely tuck
memories behind. Wistfully plucking my pillow Irealize another will one day
take your place