Brenda Markgraf

(Placerville, California, USA)

Those Days - Poem by Brenda Markgraf

Those Days I remember well
The curse that haunts me
straight from Hell
The obsession just to see your face
no matter what the cost
The bittersweet sting of loves wasp
The jubilant joy the driving pain
The languish that still remains
All others they still pale
Against the magic of you spell

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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