Rose tinted memories

Rose tinted memories,

your footsteps everywhere.

Each pathway I walked

with a phantom escort.

I tried to shake you off

but you steadily followed me.

In my disguise, I tried to hide,

yet still, you discovered me.

Now I see you everywhere;

converging the seasons

of a love which has sprouted,

slowly simmered, then burned

into memories’ rose-tinted love.