Now I reach back into the past
to my first love
but not my last.
I hear his voice still in my brain.
So many fragments of the past remain.
I see the one I loved so true
on the highway in my rearview.
I'm on vacation,
from the sorrows of today.
We laughed and cried so much back then.
We shared smiles.
We kissed and lingered for a while.
He kissed my hand and looked into my eyes.
I felt his heartbeat.
He heard my sighs.
We were so young then and free.
He was himself and I was me.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2016