I`m at the precipice of something,

　　I`m at the summit,

　　And my roots rock through me,

　　Like a man about to climax,

　　My past echoes out to demand the present,

　　And yes, I remember it,

　　It was a beautiful dream,

　　And the heavens,Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.

　　They answered my worries,

　　Comforted my anxious soul,

　　And they satisfied my ego,

　　I could not ask for more,

　　But here I am again!

　　And for what purpose!?

　　To love,

　　To cry,

　　For the ache in my heart to burn through me like pumping lava?

　　Oh god, yes do I yearn,

　　For that old dream,

　　For that heaven,

　　But that`s not for me to decide,

　　For now, my past echoes through me, deciding the present,

　　I cannot think,

　　I cannot decide,

　　Moved by a memory of emotions,

　　Yet empty of them,

　　Please fill me up,

　　Let my body remember,

　　Why I loved you so deeply&

　　Embrace me, hold on for dear life,

　　As our desire rocks through us,

　　Like pumping lava,

　　The after-thought of a dream come true,

　　Embrace me, let us linger as the waves wash over us,

　　Whisper in my ear,

　　That you`ll remember me,

　　And when I wake from here,

　　I can only hope our paths will cross again&