Remember When

by vicki   Oct 31, 2006


In the sweet summer breeze
I feel your touch to mesmerise
this heart in fold, yet fascinates
The whisper of your voice
spreads shear delight
as on this night
you have the touch of
of a memory that can only
give me flight
to a place of peace that is so safe
within the walls of such a height
My only plight is to reach
with all my might and take you
once with this hand to find a place
that rejuvenates
the first sweet summer breeze
we once felt at ease..for can it be
tonight, that I please.

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  • 17 years ago

    by vicki

    It is great to be able to write from the heart and know that people who read it can glean something from it and feel these words have meaning to them. That is all that matters. To touch a cord or make a memory a reality, is a significant connection we can give to another. We should be albe to write the written word to express a feeling without consequence or judgement.