Memories In The Now
Your smile, your laughter was the light during the nighttimeÂ
Your touch, The way your fingers would caress my soulÂ
Your voice , like soft melodies playing in my mind
Your time, if you had to say, it was well spent
Your life, was a gift; a small brown box draped in red ribbonÂ
our memories are embedded in my heart
I can feel it as if it were now.Â
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In memory of Chris...
Wednesday 11th November 2020 1:58 pm
Love Happens
Love happens when you least expect it.
When you have your eyes closed and are looking in the opposite direction.
Love happens even when you shun it.Â
Even when you curse it from the pits of hell love happens.Â
Love happens and it knows why it came and how long it plans to stay.
When it happens it takes you by stormÂ
Love happens and with no words
Love happens and when it does
...Friday 30th October 2020 1:11 am
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