my lovely lost ones

Your face - it slowly fades
It looses its clarity a little more each day
I thought I'd burned your image in my head
What I thought was a memory
Is now a scar, instead

Your voice - it slowly fades
It loses its meaning a little more each day
I thought I'd carved it into my ears
But the oceans of my thoughts have eroded
over these past few years

At one time I could see your face
At one time I could hear your voice
At one time I could feel your breathe
Hot and gentle on my neck

At one time you were always there
In the wind, in my hair
I thought I could hold on to you forever
But my memories have been severed