Her scent still fills the air, I breath in with all my might
her shadow weakens, I try to sharpen my sight
her touch yet burns my skin, lightens up th night
Time marches on

Memories won't fade, they grow stronger by the hour
her image will remain, the figure of passion and desire
maybe next time won't be cut short, perhaps it will happen soon
Time rages on

Can it be wrong, while it feels so true
can it be right, while it makes her so blue

Questions
too hard to answer
for I'm blinded by my lust
for I'm guided by my heart
thoughts are not so clear now

Time still rages on

(c) Ari Piiroinen