I Think of You
I walk through the annals
In the caves of my mind,
As a breeze flicks a tuft of my hair.
It smells of the memories
I've gone there to find,
Those I tenderly stored away there.
I wander the halls
Where those memories were left,
And the breeze whispers into my ear.
It beckons me deeper
'Mid cavern and cleft
Where it dances the echoes I hear.  
I search through the chambers
'Mid cobwebs and dust,
As my longing incites me to do.
And I peer 'neath the layers
Of loving and lust,
Then I smile for there, I find you.
I flip through the pages
Where months become years,
And relish the days I replay.
Then te