Bitter Memory
I loved you as no other could that night in mid-July
Whispering sweet sighs like soft breezes wafting through the trees
Beneath a wispy cloud-shaded moon and star-encrusted sky
I felt a tingling, surging weakness through my trembling knees.
Could I ever have known you were a self-indulgent tease
That I was only meant to be another fleeting score
That by mid-August of me you'd remember nothing more.
Written May 14, 2021
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