The GROTTO. I remember you (№ 304987)

Spinning, like dust in the Universal dance.
Remember the old neighborhood where we are 17.
The winds of time, above us the trees swayed.
Even through the years we loved like in the beginning.
It was quiet though the city under water,
And you were afraid to fall asleep, to not Wake up alone.
Not just a feeling, we have long been familiar with him.
Changing only the body, are found in some lives.