Memories by Sean

Memories


Some are buried some are old
Some erotic and many untold
Sound sight touch taste and smell
always fill our memory well

They often come back to visit
Upon a cue
And always leave
A little clue

some dwell upon their memory well
be careful for it can cast a spell
as we construct a
Man made cell

some people
dive in
and journey through
the labyrinth dew

to see past
the memory dew
and find the key
to all thats new