October 9, 2012
By Kat-Vampchik PLATINUM, Lineboro, Maryland
Kat-Vampchik PLATINUM, Lineboro, Maryland
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Summer air,

Thick and sweet,
Stirs slightly in the trees.
Your hand gently strokes my hair,

As you whisper sweet words,
Into my memory.
The hours quickly,

Each rare kiss sweeter than the last.
How sorrowful to think,

That this is a dream,
And one day – all our love may become,

Nothing but a reverie of the past.

The author's comments:
Live for the moment not the possibility of loss... Que sera-sera, whatever will be, will be. always remember to see the good...

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