spin spin

and many moons went by before
she realized that what once was
will always be through stranded
memories intertwined together
through this crazy maze .....

and many moons went by before
she no longer had to cry herself
to sleep, but still yet not tonight
'cause one more memory remained
to be forgiven, then to slip away
until it was forgotten

and where to turn and face some
other she had known to love before
to look through eyes of pure divine
and taste once more the hint
of morning dew upon her lips