Wistful feast of yesteryears

The taste of the years gone by memory shell
a banquet that's aftertaste eclipses reality itself
a mouthful devoted to the past with sublime care
the tongue wants to live before now somewhere

In the far reaches of sleep Memories steam
summer bays and hills and circuses delight dream
happy coincidences friendship seeds
that old aftertaste indeed

The deep longing you pretend you don't feel
your napkin stained from reminiscence meal
neon aura vibrating that first kiss
Precious times that once existed

Drenched in pining beloved moments that still burn
whispering at night how much you'd like them to return
The few strings of youth remain plucked in yearning
The music of your disqualified soul an LP turning

A mind obsessed with past eternalizing
a will's strength dedicated to memorizing
Taking alms from precious time dreaming
Wake now smile intact yet tears streaming