If i was there..
Why dont I remember?
It comes across as pieces...
Like a jigsaw puzzle,
Wonder if they had jigsaws...
Who is they?
Dont ask for I wouldnt know,
Not yet...just not yet,
But its all returning,
The cool breeze,
The beautiful orchard....and your there too,
Winds whispering to my bouncing rusty curls...
Laughter surrounding...your smile dazzling,
You look gorgeous my love...
No one knows...
They wont understand,
But his desire has left a mark...
My heart clenched in denial...
Your arms around me...
Your grey eyes...
I'm soaring above the clouds,
Love without touch and feel...
Your hands have imprinted themselves on my soul...
Not time nor age will make me forget...
True love is a durable fire...
In the mind ever burning...
No mere human can stand in a fire...
And not be consumed....
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