Golden Were the Moments Stolen To Be Alone
Golden Were The Moments Stolen To Be Alone
Yesteryears, full of life and memories of gold
long nights dreaming of glories ahead
O'yes, forgotten were our dreams so sadly sold
or many useless hours we played in bed!
Looking back,the fog of regret appears there
so much to hold to feel yet again
Like the pretty girl's legs, lips and her stare
fantasies there for both boys and men.
Sweetest lips and blond hair of Tammy Faye
short skirt, imagination ran so wild
Her soft voice, sexy smile stirs me still today
she that was by no means still a child!
Golden were the moments stolen to be alone
each girl, fine and very full of life
A short tryst, night deep hot time, then gone
long before my wild life found a wife.
Yesteryears, full of life and memories of gold
long nights dreaming of glories ahead
O'yes, forgotten were our dreams so sadly sold
or many useless hours we played in bed!
Robert J. Lindley, 08-28-2015
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