The Chronicles Of Nostalgia Part 2 Two Sided Memory Poem by David Knox

Tick-tap-tap-tap-slam-tic key after key
Pressed down meticulously by me
In order to formulate messages to one on the other side
Under my shroud I felt I could hide
Under the poems, under the language and non-disclosure
Of information... didn't seem bother her
She wasted no time
Pierced right through rhyme after rhyme
Of mine all the way in
Like a virus of sin
Yet this force seemed pure
Though it was from 'her'
'her' meaning a girl, I let it slide
Though i knew a chide
Would soon follow... well it did
Like fatality in a can... with an opened lid
Yet this memory happy in nature
Or was it two sided?