Amnesia

I  feel like having an amnesia

My heart beats not the way it used to

I’m thinking about breathing

I am walking and counting

The flowers have died

The stars did collide

Chocolates taste ordinary

My feet, stationery

I'm wondering at wander land

Memories become like sand

Blown by the wind out of my hand

I even forgot how to stand

Sweet words are history

Our love sounds sorry

Touches come less

Generosity is at rest

Can the pieces of the good past

Recover the present, make it last?

Can the smiles of yesterday

Push this winter away

Now I understand why love is blind

With closed eyes let your heart decide

Then let your spirit coincide

And your flesh die inside