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Girls In My Head

So many girls stay in my head
their visions won’t depart;
our kisses and caresses 
and our fumblings in the dark.

I wish it were not so, 
that purer life might live,
though this I’m graced to know,
Christ still will swift forgive.

Do I remain within their minds
still vivid to this day?
Or have these secret memories
long since flown away?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Gauthier Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 12:27 AM
Sweet. Well crafted poem, Bob.
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