Livestream
The times are few and far between
When I just play and you just sing
And in those times, at least for me
Exist tacit moments of pure esprit
Did you ever have the perfect day,
One that you didn't want to fade away?
If I could freeze a moment there
I'd save it for my future fare
Recalling to my heart's delight
While never having to requite
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2022
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