Reminiscence Dust

Reminiscence dust of summer passing Love songs days that were never meant to be Desirous times of sightings delights that were free Put down together and made to amassing Carried near to things and more cuirassing Answers to advises that fit like a key Of the dispersion shell - the past esprit Obscure ways of things that have been sassing The night is like a sister of deep thoughts Washing ashore every aspect of chance Between more and new that is to be here Engine of ways converting to their plots Together in the daze living their dance Recall each tactic from the vague blear