Sand Dunes of Melaka

I know that place your heart remembers

Where sorrow never follows you home

Where the sun says a final good night

And your memory takes flight.

 

In that place that your heart remembers

But your memory cannot recall

Would it be my name that you say?

Long after the tide pulls away.

 

Here in that place that your heart remembers

Where hugs and smiles were sprinkled with kisses

When we once played in the sand dunes of Melaka

I can still hear the sweet sound of our laughter.

 

By Gina, Selangor

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