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On afternoons with gleaming skies Birds chirping in the air, Her hair would glisten in the sun So golden and so fair. Her delicate mouth turned upwards Her soft blue eyes aglow, She would emit an angelic sound That only I would know. We dashed through grass, long and thick Whilst laughing with such ease, Taking refuge in the shade Amongst entwining trees. As I would feel for her soft touch And draw her into me, I gazed into her twinkling eyes And felt my heart beat free. She lay her head upon my chest As enchanting nature thrived, I knew right then what I must do; Before twilight arrived. Whilst holding hands down by the creek Where fishes all ran through, I sought to find the words to say To make my love sound true. She listened well but only sighed This girl I did adore, A bitter-sweet kiss, upon my lips Then left me with no more. * I remember when we would both laugh About such trivial things, I felt the time would soar right by From happiness he would bring. I saw him struggle with his words This poor, sweet simple boy, He did not know, nor never will; He could not be my joy. I needed someone who could stand Beside me at all times, This summer romance would only be Momentarily sublime. We were both from separate worlds But I did not understand, That love did too thrive between us With each caress of his hand. His hair as dark as the night sky Would stay with me for years, As I kept his soft spoken voice Out of my guilty ears. I thought about him often Our once but only kiss, Our days with roses in full bloom I would dreadfully miss. Now his features fade to a blur And I find myself content, With my beloved by my side, Nevermore to lament. * I envision her so often still Whilst I meander in This nature’s trail of broken dreams Made from my hearts first sin. *I wrote this as a background for Hardy's "Her Immortality" The first 7 stanzas are of the man speaking The next 7 are of the woman speaking The last stanza is the man again.*
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