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by: Bran Lorenzo





So soft your winter's lips had compressed upon the veil of my neck
and so smooht was the iresistable sensation of moist reverie
or should I feign disregard for something that was quite temptuous?

Many years ago, sweet winter lips touched on the breast of one who would dare
But why does an old love think of such tumult on years after?
I guess, i must confess that the fruit of youth
and intensity of passion culminates in mind
from time to time
leaving one to wonder and ponder on
the exquisite salutations of old

Lover to lover, kiss to kiss, bed to bed,
but I must confess, that you were my first, the one who was the attention
of an old lover's eye
but avast, such is time, such fleeting moment
wondering is nothing but a human notion and a human ordained right
so i take no harm in this
nor should you, for what was...and it remains so...a distant memory of the past.

You loved me so
I loved you then
The love of youth, some 5 years passed.

I smile at times. Regina.



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Regina,

the enchanted lover whom my memory of consumes me
from time to time.

How are you know?
Woman, why have you bewitched me so?

If you only knew how many times i have tried to erase you
but the harder i try, the more i remember,
haunted by your memory and by the love that consumed us both.

Leave me alone, I beg thee.

When I saw you yesterday, when you opened your mouth to talk,
when you smiled and uttered such words to fill me again,
I could not prevent feelings, feelings that i thought were long gone, from coming back.



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