Do you remember me
Girl of sixteen..now forty
Your lips to mine
Our bodies together
Carnival lights
Freedom and rebellion
Faded denim that flirted
Or has someone pulled the switch ?
The time you cried on my shoulder
And vice versa when I first saw death
Sharing the last cigarette
Sat on a corner in snowstorm
Not knowing we would weep
When somehow love died
Freezing but not wanting to leave
For our young love was real.
Have you kept the diary
Or have tears melted words ?
The gold ring you transferred from left hand to right
As you left upon an Eagles song
Yes.." Lying Eyes "
Now it seems a dream
Yet I never forget your birthday.
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Author:
nephilim56 (
Offline) - Published: June 24th, 2023 06:36
- Category: Love
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Comments1
I felt like I was there. Your honest phrasing and lack of cumbersome prevention was the perfect dryly to let this story breathe. Nice write good read
thanks again
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