Calling Memories

So soothingly it calls me...
sensations of past
life in your lovely existence
there's life
within this pained mourning
 
Persistence, in  helpless remembrance  
there's presence, even  in your desertion
 
How can once a delight, become such sorrow?  
piercing its resentment
shoving through my happiness
so soothingly, soothingly it kills
 
Memories, memories into a tale
once upon a perfect picture
inscribed with such delectable words
 
Can't close this book
it calls my name

I have to blur the vision...blur the voice