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Memory Lane
I keep them so close,
Nestled in the deepest inner room of my heart,
The things you said
The angle of your smile,
The care in your touch,
The passion in your eyes.
It keeps me going,
Hoping,
When I come to you,
Those memories can be relived.

At the park,
We watched butterflies
In silence
And with hands entwined
We spoke,
Without saying words,
Laughed
For intimate reasons.
Now that you are far
It is memory lane
That keeps me hoping
We will have this again
For as long as we want.


Each other's company
And understanding.


© Taeniel Athie