I remember the days, the days when we were young. Your curly black hair as dark as the night. But shimmering like the sea on a full moonlight.

Oh how your warm touch still brings me peace of the days when we were youthful and free. The long summer nights with just you and I.

I close my eyes tonight and I image we are back in time to forever hold onto the memories of you and I.
© Keziah W.