15 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry
it’s my first time
forgetting you –
like the summer sun
blinding me
redefining me
once more
it’s the first time
the last I swear
I’ll be the one
to break
down
I’ll be the one
reminding you
how it was to be
how it was to love
of home
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Wow..I like it!
This is a great piece!
Exquisite…
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