Love Poem: Remembering
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Written by: Red Omara


There’s a memory I have

of a past  without a future. 

A memory of a time that returns,

again and again,

to hold my mind enthralled,

to constrict my chest and tighten my throat 

and clench my eyes and teeth and then,

with a single shuddering sigh,

release a tear.

I will seek this memory again.

And again. And again.

It is my loveliest memory of them all.