Louis Hall

(Titusville, Florida)

Memories

I had a sweetheart when I was a kid,
Our passion climbed like a line on a grid.
We held hands as we walked down the street.
Oh, how I longed for our lips to meet.

Then one night when we were all alone,
Her sweet lips touched mine, and my heart was gone.
It was as if I were on a cloud,
My heart was pounding so fast and so loud

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