Take me time, faster than light,
To the past- so lovely, so bright.
What else can I call truly mine
Than the beautiful childhood dream?
Than the daily, daily whines?
The shivers in the chilly moon,
The warm and sweet food of noon,
Shrills and cries nigh long all days
And skirmishes that stay with us
Yet never, never we part our ways.
Innocent petulance then blush on cheeks
That can wither any ire in ticks
Tons and tons of kisses and love
Falling with a blink and only a smile
Take me fast, just in a night,
To the past- faster than light.
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