Kisses, Fondly Missed. - Poem by Michael Gale
As the kisses fondly misses...
Their well intended targets.
The love is remembered by one...
That lied still, under the Sun.
Cool breezes mixed well onto her cheek..
There she lied, in all her mystique.
A wondered wonderful Miss...
Still entombed, in all her bewildering, bliss.
Fond memento's of a time meshed peace...
A warm welcomed life earned lease.
At last that smile and twinkeling eye sparkle...
Gleams me blindly, I know.
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