A Page Not Faded


When we pressed our lips together
our tears became one...
We ran so far away but our words
just weren't done...
Across the sea we stay apart in places
we have made...
But on a quiet day you can taste my words
in a slow cascading shade...
Hands that lost their reach now stay folded
with a pen...
Each side has a smile from days of where
we've been...
Memories don't dissolve they just get filed
away in our minds...
While others grace the pages in poetry where
my heart you can always find...

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