A Memmory
Lips of my bluest dream
fond in memory so serene
found in places now unseen
for reasons long forgot it seems
your embrace warm, and soft as silk
silhouettes of summer days, hours filled
happiness unmeasured by inch or mile
smiles in my memories, once in awhile
Copyright © Ian Lusk | Year Posted 2014
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