A name returns from distant lands
I hear it cross my mind
It’s taken almost all the day
To fore of my thoughts find
The name that I recall is sweet
And pretty is the face
That cooresponds the moniker
That goes through my headspace
The feelings that associate
Are ones that I will shade
For made of stone I ere shall be
‘fore real my dreams are made
Though even from a stifled soul
The telltale signs are read
But I shall keep those subtle too
And live unrequited