Lest I should forget

Should it be remembered or be tied to the fleeting clouds, the winds of a page in memory, the breeze of a voice in silence. Days gone by, flapping its wings like browsing the colored-pages of a coffee table read, none stopped by to  leave an imprint nor bookmark a moment in the bygone days. The sight, the scent that captivated and left a stain cannot be found, the warmth of the body, the breath of a shadow fizzled off like the soft drink, secretly opened. Some things linger on, more things escaped through the fingers like sand. You can chase after in full speed, you may lock it away in a safe hidden, yet the instant it’s remembered, it’s long walked away… …

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