Memory Panes by Amie GoldaTug softly at my mem'ry,
Pull me from the depths of Time,
Now the world is mine.
I live through the notes and break free
Unravel me empty
Bring back what was once fine,
To where the details shine.
Tug softly at my mem'ry
Unleash them heavy
With heartaches that still chime;
I find the words still ryhme.
I live through the notes and break free
Untangle it sweetly,
Like the rushing warmth of wine.
Songs and scents from all time
Tug softly at my mem'ry
I live through the notes and break free. 11/25/2009
Author's Note: Not exactly a villanelle. Just modeled after it.
Posted on 12/14/2009 Copyright © 2024 Amie Golda
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