Hazy memories,
Dancing with flames.
It was long ago.
Where did it all go?
Mornings,
Evaporating to night,
Turning to dawn.
Melting in vivid moments,
Unknowingly.
Our days in paradise.
Just didn’t see it then.
It’s only clear now.
The original language of this site is English. Please note that translators impact the meaning of the poems.
Hazy memories,
Dancing with flames.
It was long ago.
Where did it all go?
Mornings,
Evaporating to night,
Turning to dawn.
Melting in vivid moments,
Unknowingly.
Our days in paradise.
Just didn’t see it then.
It’s only clear now.