Dying Love
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Those deep caramelized eyes
hidden behind continuous cries
Days, weeks, months
sitting at his side
holding his hand
the one who held your heart
the one who made you his bride
Lost, deeply entranced in memories
Nights laying by the fire
Captivated by desire
Those walks barefoot in the sand
Oh those days were grand
The soft slow kisses
The day you became his Mrs.
Making dreams come true
All the I love you's
I remember
Forty years ago when we met
sharing an umbrella
so I wouldn't get wet
You made me laugh
and giggle
.... at your jokes
I brushed your hand
and hair with little strokes
remember
When we got to my flat
didn't want to go in
You grabbed my hand
and pulled me in
That kiss was so sweet
One we would forever repeat
Where has the time gone
It seems like only yesterday
when we had our first date
You were not like anyone I had ever met
Such a gentleman, you were great
All those late night talks
cuddled on the couch
That little twinkle in your eye
You'll always be my guy
I miss those times
We'd sit on the porch
drinking our tea
I'd look at you
you'd look at me
We'd stare up at the night sky
Wishing upon falling stars
Picking one out
making it ours
I still hear our song
I still wear your favorite scent
I still long for your touch
where has all the time went
I know our time won't be long
I must remain strong
those tired baby blues wearily open
gently squeezing my hand
tears roll down
you gaze lovingly at me
Another place, another time
again it will be we
..................
fade to black
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016
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