Again Remembering Forgotten Love
I ignored the passion burning, putting it out with cold tears...
but my bitterness destroyed a sweet feeling that this lover had known:
again remembering forgotten love.
Kisses on her skin was fire as moonlight shone on, hands caressing her....
intense love-making didn't stop until after dawn:
again remembering forgotten love.
I indulged in pleasure multiplying my desires, to deny my useless existence...
and the more I looked into her innocent eyes, the deeper was my pain:
again remembering forgotten love.
Entered in David Williams' contest, " Romance "
Written by Andrew Crisci
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