Unforgettable - Poem by Orlando Belo
In my mind, I still walk the walks we used to walk
and remember when we didn't need to talk.
Hand in hand, we were connected there and then,
our thoughts flowed forward and back again.
We would stop to kiss and hold each other close,
and think about the times we enjoyed the most.
Without doubt, we agreed the times we spent making love
went far beyond what we had ever dreamed of.
Summer turquoise skies with fluffy white clouds
reflected in our minds and shouted out loud.
To be blessed with a love so passionate and extreme
lifted us so much further than we had ever been.
Colours were so much more vivid and in our face,
there was nothing to change, nothing to replace.
The greenest of long grasses that we made love upon
within view of the upper masts, as they sailed on.
We were drunk with love in those unforgettable days
and only death can take those memories away.
No matter the time of day, the month, or season,
you come to mind without cause or reason,
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