  I let you wash over me Eyes closed as that cool clean breeze whispers in my ear I let this memory of someone once forgotten Reminisce with all I had locked away They play a delicate, tangible tango Unaware of the repercussions their echoed footsteps create As much as this excites and exhilirates my body My soul has retreated to a melancholy corner Leave me broken While I can still pick up the pieces 
