Millard Lowe Poet Prose Poetry

Of Bittersweet Memories

Of Bittersweet Memories

We met, we touched, we loved;
in the moment we were one.
As time faded, we melted:
each flowing into each other.
Today, silent sounds
penetrate the distance;
the bridge of time spanning
love’s troubled waters—

And now I sit all alone
in the crowd of my thoughts,
sipping realities 
from a filled cup
of bittersweet memories:
I miss you terribly.

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