³Soul of Sand²
January 31, 2000
Remember when I took
your hand?
Immediately our
thoughts were planned
And shone a light
into the dark
Of past regrets and
future stark.
Remind me when I
took your hand
And memories had
turned to sand.
They ran right thru
those thoughts invoked
In hourglasses
cracked and broke.
Remind me of those
feelings past
When I did think Iıd
love you last,
With no such
thoughts of our demise
That brought on
tears and broken skies.
Remember that I love
you still,
Against my time,
against my will
I tried to close
that aching life,
Your thought but yet
a clean-cut knife.
Remind me that I
should be there,
Behind your heart,
beneath your hair.
I wonıt forget your
clutching hand,
Even when my
thoughts have turned to sand.