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I recall the first day
Short afro, tight skirt
lost look on your face

I remember your shy confession
the one about ...
well, 'I've a crush'

I still see myself
mouth agape, eyes rolling
too good to be true

I held your hand
saw you smile
the flash in your eyes

Above all, your eyes
a cross between brown & green
half closing, half opening

And their glitter
like a coquette
like some gem

I don't forget
the poems I wrote
the dreams I had

I have loved you
for so long
And I leave you
Like I found you
Short afro, tight skirt
lost look on your face

Copyright © M Braimah Saaka | Year Posted 2017

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Aqua Marine Date: 7/5/2018 3:14:00 PM I love this perfectly penned memory of a past love that still lingers... both refreshing and poignant. Login to Reply M Braimah Saaka Date: 9/20/2018 1:22:00 PM Thanks so much. At that age, it was the closest thing to perfect love that I ever imagined.