I try to search
Find that memory
The last time when
My kiss, my heart
Was real and true
And all for you…
…And to hold a holy space
To grieve it right
On a bright sunny day
Under the blue sky
When my love for this life
Falls short
Compared to all the love
I have always held for you.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2026 03:43
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Comments1
Here in this love poem love itself gets entangled and twisted, confused as to whether it was or is. A lovely write about an emotion that has no logic. Well done
Thanks a lot!!
Most welcome
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