Blues #2


Do you remember the day we met?
It was so long ago.
Yet,
Now that I saw you again, that same
Feeling won’t let go.
I saw you skipping down the lane
You and your red dress floating in the wind
And so, with the speed of an airplane
I race along the sidewalk hoping you would not
Leave be behind.

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