Heart of Memory

while we dance in the heart of memory
while the sweetness still hovers close
i shall spend these moments laughing
loving, in the timeless flight of the highs and lows
that are my life, the hungry and the satiated
the angry and the sad, walking the ghost through the alleyways
to the streets on this night, i wander, wonder where i will come out
if i dart down one street, close my eyes, and continue walking
until i can no longer see the light, creeping in the seams
around my eyes sealed so tight, in this memory of flight, i am alive
to something more than dreams, on this very night
it is a passion i wish to share, wish to release, to the world out there
beyond the walls, the corners in my mind, to see the light
penetrate the darkness of this world tonight, i am in my heart
beating the drum, listening to the songs, that bring me back
to my own heaven again, a swirling of clouds, a sound of harps
the clamor of my thoughts, as they race forth, to seize the day
from within the reason, of night's somber gaze, i return to sleep, wake from dream
into a moment, where all is serene, a peace within knowing
that the heart of memory has come, has begun to awaken in me
the thoughts and love, of fortunes unwinding, from the days and loneliness
from the night and sleep, that has kept me here for so long
listening to no one, but the sounds in my head, somewhere, i do belong
in silence, in noise, in the discord and harmony of thousand other days
yet to be lived, i am here now, in the sweetness of solace, that drips from my lips
and as i drift off, back into my life, let me not say goodbye, to these memories
no, let not one release from my grasp
if not still, to be surrounded in my body of flight
for the timeless time, has come to wake me, not release me, but to keep me alive
in these dreams of my heart, i hear calling, through the veils of this night