One I'll Never Forget
Another Friday by myself
I'll pull a memory off the shelf
And walk with it, it's one with you
Where we had coffee, just us two
We played that morning then had lunch
The Dimmick Inn, wait, was it brunch?
It doesn't matter, afterward
I drove back slow, it was inferred
That time would thus be short and sweet
Next to me in the front seat
We talked so freely, you and I
I didn't want the time to fly
But fly it did, next thing I know
You told me that you had to go
I dropped you off, time to resume
You liked the Vera Wang perfume
I wasn't sure then if you would
But when you did I felt so good
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2025
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