Never
Into the garden, I softly tread,
remembering the day, we first met.
Those big blue eyes, captured my soul,
and sun kissed hair, the color of gold.
Rugged, yet sexy, those jeans fit right,
I knew in my heart, this was the night.
The thrill of passion, why can't it last,
looking back, things happened so fast.
Always, and forever, you will always be,
the one whose memory, I'll never set free.
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