You? You.
I'm remembering dreamsThat faded long long ago
I'm remembering a heart
That broke long long ago
I'm dreaming of a face
Forgotton long long ago
A stolen kiss and a forgotton glance
As our hearts dance in a masquerade
You? You.
I'm remembering dreamsPoetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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