Lead Me 

 

Lead me to the peace

of the quiet sparkling water.

To the breezes of the days

and buttercup summers.

Lead me through meadows

of sunlit dappled memories

and the golden wine

we sipped in better days.

Lead me like a ghost

to the memories I still haunt

the faces well remembered

the perfumes that still smell

The words that once were whispered

I can read them in my mind

as my ethereal presence

cannot leave them far behind.

Lead me through the days

of roses and sweetness

Of laughter and romance

Of when that never was

But lead me

deceive me

give me my moment of sweet pleasure

before the dawn.

 

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