Pyrimid Of Never Ending Love Poem by Bonnie Collins

All the memories I have of you
and each of them are so articulately
eched in my heart, where safely it
is harbored with its own key

Each and every star, every rain
drop, every fallen snow flake,
are locked away in a never never zone

But why oh why can I not remember
the first night we kissed? I have searched
in every corner, and for some reason,
it occured to me, your kiss was always
my first kiss, and all though as young as
we were, time stood still for us, it never
reached the end of its pyrimid of never
ending love.........