I Remain Yours Poem by Francie Lynch
I Remain Yours
Our youth was seasoned
With greens and blues
When your skin scorched me.
Still burns.
Could we but flip
Pages like clock hands;
We need only agree,
And nocturnal waves
Would lap again,
And all the world
Would fall in time
Upon itself.
Elements, such as we,
Cannot.
Your present calendar
Has days X-ed off,
Days checked on.
Times have changed
Peoples and places.
I remain yours.
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