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kiss, life, love, measure of the heart, memory, promise, returning, spirit, time, truth, words unspoken
from this beginning
now as then
we guard the truth with love
forgetting all we knew before –
were life
not full enough
as once we were –
a promise made
sealed within a kiss
forsaken all the days
between –
returned the heart
to this
. . .
The longing and regret are ever present and always so poignantly expressed. 🙂
You are such a dreamer of dreams, Stephen….tis one more thing to love about you!
Your words reach out to me! Love the deep feelings and yearnings you capture!! Such a Romantic you are!!!
xoxo
😘💕🌹
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