14 years,2 months,30 days,18 hours and 15 minutes and still desire
the way you tilt your head and smile
Should we make something of
It nothing of
Sends shivers down my being deep inside my gut
Like a melody that lingers without aging
Like it was just yesterday
Remember the floor, the shoes, the group, the journeys- the lift (elevator) , the talk, the poetry, the...
Paths changed, taken different ways
We live, we love, we try, we bury...yet,
A voice, a whisper, a picture, the memory
14 years,2 months,30 days,18 hours,15 minutes and still, love.