"walls of Memories"
There is a picture show that is shown all through my heart...
It tells tales of our day with a glorious end to a wonderful start...
The picture so clear as I close my eyes and now we're by the water...
The warm still air equals our mind set and desires, where my only
thoughts are to hold her...
Reading pages aloud as we lay like utensils in a napkin....
Holding hands through the night as our passion spills in....
Waking up in tangles as our tossed clothes draw a picture and have a say...
Long walks down the streets as our eyes tease and have their way...
Memories are photographs hung around the walls of my heart, each image
is warm and has its own art....
Till a new gallery is made and our times are transcribed, I can lay in peace
and take this wonderful ride...
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