Restless strokes of the brushThe telltale image of our love combinedClosing our eyes to life’s explanationsMarching to the sunrise; no longer confined
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Once Upon A Suburban Street
Once upon a suburban streetWhere we lived, loved & laughedSummer comes early in JaxSo, this house no longer has a draft Warmth lets me resume my natural beingYet windows aren’t doors; they’re see-throughI strut along, giving my neighborsA bit more than a casual view
Her Scent
My sweatshirt still lingers with her scentPondering what all the flirting meantRemembering the clouds glowing from the lightsSitting on the hood, enjoying her company that nightI can still see her – with her long blonde hairShe looked so beautiful standing out there
