Silver Horse

silver horse

rolling in its melody

I remember the afternoon when he said he loved me

I was just a flash

you a light on

I framed pictures

you were the one who sold them

but the wind came

rain and irony

and went with them

Now I only see the stars

hoping to see you one day

I serve another cup of coffee

sitting in the ice cream parlor

while I watch the silver horse

while I see the memories of another life