Unnamed 1 Poem by Salph Rage

Dim red lit memories
ruined by the foolish acts of youth.
I bite my lip in regret
Contemplations of what may have been.
Maybe it best to have reunited friends
of youthful pasts similar fondness
than imprisoned by responsabilities bond.
Then arrived to early to have conceived.
I've searched multiple that familiar face
each time held hostage again by her sign.
Hidden in pens vague vail of disguise
holds true thoughts of her when we were still us.
Graspsing memories like small smooth stones
I can pull out to caress in my hand
stopping time in that moment.
The first's mauve softness whispers her name in my ear
then of nervous touching and awkward teen embrace
Another bright and sun kissed.
running my fingers over its
smooth slick promise while they slept
I gave full freedom the word
that spilled unabated from my mouth
yet innocent and unscarred.
Since banished from the tongue
as if to deny future cost.