AT TiMES, A MEMORY'LL SURFACE
SPARKED TO LiFE WiTHOUT HASTE
AWAiTS
MY HEARTRATE SPiKES, STARTS A RACE
TRiGGERS MY LOViNG TASTE
CREATES

EVEN LOST iN THE COURSE OF TiME
iMBEDDED iN MY SOUL
A CLUE
MY ANCHOR, GiVES ME TRUTH AND RHYME
YOUR LOViNG MADE ME WHOLE
ANEW

W3|WEA'VE WRiTTEN WEEKLY|#195

your opinion?

i'm curious.