I could have stapled your heart
on the right hand corner of this page
written you abundant verses
or smoldered in absolute rage
Instead I wrote you a poem
recalling those abstract days
when we were young and foolish
and unsure of so many ways
Today I sit here and wonder
the things I sorely missed
the page fills rapidly yonder
from first time we ever kissed.
Those dreams will never repeat
Those days will never return
Together we shared and we parted
Our memories left out to burn
Just today I picked up a letter
Written in delicate hand
Of things we promised and said
Some silly, but mostly so grand.
I know that castles are built
From simple innocent fare
Time stamped and stored in a vault
Only you and I ever share.
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© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,12 days ago
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