Kitty Smith


Lost Love

Remembering his gentle touch and tender kiss,
Our once stolen moments of quiet bliss.
The adoring looks of his piercing blue eyes,
The lingering moments before his good byes.
Mind-distracting thoughts of our lusting love,
I still long to cuddle like loving doves.
I miss his fresh-shaved scent against my face,
The pleasant memories of our favorite place.
Eyes damp with tears hearing our favorite song,

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