A song for a song...

Almost love

hey, stranger,
your voice dissolves the years.
I remember
the clean smell of you and
the whiteness of your soul.
you were sunshine
and the taste of rain.

And I know, you know
for a lifetime and maybe,
a day,
you'll seek me in your memories
i'll carry you in my bones.
we were, this was
almost,
almost love.

we paid the bloodprice for honesty
flew on a fairytale built on pain.
but not all endings
were birthed in beginnings,
and we have moved on,
just the same.
not the same.

but comes some nights like these,
when the memory of sunshine
is all that keeps me together.
then
hey, stranger,
seek me in your memories,
carry me in your bones.
we were, this was,
almost,
almost love,
love.

Tom.
Thanks for giving me a song.
Jul 2006