Lost In Our Love
Fragments, and crumbs of life,
all the little pieces."
by John Ruskin, 1853
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your dark fathomless eyes
and that deep melodic voice
were magic for my soul
oh. those lovely walks along the beach
talking about whatever
resting in our special place
where we lay beneath a weeping willow tree
for hours
with a perfect blue azure sky over us
and a gentle breeze caressing our skin
oh, this is a memory beautiful
a fragment, a crumb of life
then, you kissed my waiting lips
whispering sweet words
and we were lost in our love
lulled by singing birds
and like vines twining, growing together
so did our love . . .
oh, I wish I could freeze time
for today . . .
I weep at your tomb
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August 24, 2020
Poetry/Free Verse/lost in our love
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Written for the contest, STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (27)
sponsor, Brian Strand
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