But Not Forgotten

I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not soon forget my hands,
Nor yet the way I held my head,
Nor all the tremulous things I said.
You still will see me, small and white
And smiling, in the secret night,
And feel my arms about you when
The day comes fluttering back again.
I think, no matter where you be,
You'll hold me in your memory
And keep my image, there without me,
By telling later loves about me.

by Dorothy Parker

Comments (11)

Same theme as Taylor Swift's Wildest Dreams.
Such a beautiful poem..
amazing, wonderful remind sweet memories...
Beautiful! I really like this poem.
You will not soon forget my hands; with the muss of life and love. Nice work.
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