Golden Were the Moments Stolen To Be Alone

Golden Were The Moments Stolen To Be Alone Yesteryears, full of life and memories of gold long nights dreaming of glories ahead O'yes, forgotten were our dreams so sadly sold or many useless hours we played in bed! Looking back,the fog of regret appears there so much to hold to feel yet again Like the pretty girl's legs, lips and her stare fantasies there for both boys and men. Sweetest lips and blond hair of Tammy Faye short skirt, imagination ran so wild Her soft voice, sexy smile stirs me still today she that was by no means still a child! Golden were the moments stolen to be alone each girl, fine and very full of life A short tryst, night deep hot time, then gone long before my wild life found a wife. Yesteryears, full of life and memories of gold long nights dreaming of glories ahead O'yes, forgotten were our dreams so sadly sold or many useless hours we played in bed! Robert J. Lindley, 08-28-2015