Memories
Dreams are but memories that fill our lives.
Memories of lovers dancing, laughing,
Memories of their first kiss,
Memories of their first night of bliss
Memories of star filled nights,
While moon beams danced on the water,
Their bodies cast a shadow of a warm embrace.
They glance into each other's eyes,
Their thoughts silently spoken.
Dreams of hope and love,
Dreams of children and growing old together.
And when the one departs,
And the other is left behind,
Those memories will live on,
So long as there are memories to be made
So long as there are lovers to dream.
Copyright © Janet Franklin | Year Posted 2006
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