All the Years [revision]
In my mind
buried deep
a golden grain
of Welsh
beach
In my mind
our impressions
in the hot sand
where we
lay
It is there
buried deep
that single second
that moment
in which our
minds
met
It is there
my impression
a lost silent prayer
a slight dent in
the sands
of time
She is here
in my brain
a golden grain
of memory
of love