My Life In Word

A TIME OF YOUTH

I have not forgotten
The taste of your lips
Or the smell
Of your skin
Nor the feel of your hands
Upon my hips
You are written on my soul
Deep within
I travel there often
To reminisce and remember
A time of youth
And unspoken love
Nothing has equaled
The joy and splendor
Not even the twinkle
Of the stars above
Hence, I will never forget
Nor will I ever regret
Unspoken words of my youth.

Simona A. Brinson

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