The hottest day
For twenty years
Vibrant youth
Without fears
Wandering free
From the flower
The birds
The tree.
The winding path
In twilight laid
By the long grass
In surrounded fields
A Summer sun
That falls
In waves
Memory trades.
Its vibrant echo
Dancing to
Memories laced
In fondness new
The gypsy dress
Your falling eyes
Lips which told
So many lies.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
Online) - Published: December 11th, 2025 01:28
- Category: Unclassified
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