I remember hand-holding,
The sea, the grass, our smiles,
The endless walks across the sand,
Our talks could stretch for miles.
I remember glassy blues,
The brightest greens and reds,
And when we'd part, re-live it all,
Our days inside our heads.
I recall the autumn fun,
The winter love, and spring,
The heat and passion summer raced,
What cold's return would bring.
I recall the chocolate dreams,
Breeze playing with our hair,
Looking back, I miss it all,
I wish I was back there...
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A place they used to know A place they used to go This place was filled with woe For reasons they don't know There's a place they used to fear This place was o so near A place they don't wanna...
First love or first lust It matters not, She is still resigned to imagery not forgot. To feast upon and linger when your loins are old. To fumble in the lonely night to chase away the cold.
Don't you miss the sunny days. I look back And see them through a haze, I see happiness And joy In a glance But it seem so far behind. I need a friend, The forever kind.
I saw a picture in my mind So pulled it out and made it mine So beautiful and calm to see Of smiles of friends, of you and me. Forever stretched out all around, Just holding hands without a sound..
A great memory. That's what I have got. In my eyes you might see. Are they forgettable, no they are not. They keep coming back when I close my eyes. They might be big or small in size.
A new page, a fresher summer. Sand glows golden the sun still shy from the waters, the sun still shy from the waters to sink nakedly into it.
People say it would be a great thing that you can go with the one you love to watch Titanic in the cinema if you didn't have a chance to do so 15 years ago.
Dear Melody I was just thinking about you again today. I was remembering the first day I saw you, remember. I was so shy back then.
Say, what was the name of that poem you wrote for #household a long time ago about the little glass bunny figurine? I never forgot it, it's one of my favorites and I'd love to read it again.
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