Memories

Memory memory detached from me

come once again that I may live

as me, for present innocence I be

and can walk as any man I please.

He seems, the cheerful kind

And her, charisma fills the eye.

Excuse me, please your memories give

that I may be as giddy as thee.

Memories do make us all

and when lost, 
new creatures we must all turn.

K.Oni