The Summer of 1996
July nineteen ninety-six I met the man of my dreams,
I was but sixteen years old and had fallen in deep-
The constellations collided and I could not sleep,
every night I was collecting stardust and moonbeams.
He encompassed my existence and was all I dreamed of,
a genuine gift bestowed from God that I could always keep-
Vows were sworn, and PUPPY LOVE turned into TRUE LOVE.
Seven Lines of Romantic Heaven Contest
Silent One
June 21, 2018
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2018
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