Brainstorming, ideas free flowing
but trapped in a circle of thoughts;
circulating infinitely like wind blowing
indefinitely echoing songs of distraught.
Memories resurfacing with your voice singing
to me softly seducing my auditory senses.
Caressing me tenderly with your eyes and inducing
deeply, devouring my ultimate defenses.
Down came my walls crumbling, free-falling
like waves crashing, thrasing around me.
Your memories surround me, drowing
me like an abyss in a deep blue sea.
Rain flooding, inundating my heart with sorrow;
Moping, hoping, praying for sunshine tomorrow.
Copyright © 2000 R.H. Young
