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The Last Love

The Last Love

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Lazy summer afternoons;

The breeze is weak if not dead


The sky is clear and the birds

Are lazy; the water is strong in the streams


Your hand lays on my bare chest;

The glorious trees have hidden us


Hidden us from the prying eyes

Of the cruel daunting world


Bold fingers run through your hair

Sighs are heaved together


We watch the summer end

Slipping away from our hands


Hopeful eyes search for something

To hold on to, in vain


Winter will come and with it,

It will bring sorrow for us


Sorrow and pain greater than

Any that we have ever felt before


Just as powerful as the love

That oozed from every kiss we stole


And deep within the snow, I will

Bury the memory of my first heartbreak


I may not love another like I have

Loved you in the summer of my youth


Maybe I will never be able to love at all

Maybe that part of me will die too


When you leave in the morning tomorrow

Whisper my name one last time


Let it glide slowly off your velvet lips

I will memorize the view for the cold nights to come


Don’t bid me goodbye, my lover,

Let our love story freeze with winter


Let it stay how it is in the bend of time

Timeless. Priceless. Senseless.


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