And so she will remain a beautiful memory
She was someone he always lusted for
A past never born
The sands blur all vision
Dreams painfully desired
Eyes clouded, mind empty
Wind & sand mix
Burning, burning,ensconced in time
Memory itself is not enough
Tears of pain creating mud rivers
Trapping past whispers

Blind, she could not see
Deaf, she could not hear
The world rumbled about her
Lost in the void
Gripped tightly in the fist of time
Altering color and form
Compressed by the living breathing dancing dust,
She sees no other world
Frozen in time


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