Memories (Part 1) – Poem

There lies the path,

Sinuous and scenic...and beautiful...

And full of memories of you... and the pain of the distance...

And the numbness of uncertainty.

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There stands the eucalyptus

Under which we spoke of life and existence,

Of passion and infatuation,

Of reality and fiction, and many other things,

All maybe futile, but sweet.

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Here and there many bushes,

And the echoes of your giggles,

And words of love hanging from branches

Waiting to be placed in a notebook,

To gain birth and life and identity.

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Over there I can hardly see your face,

And distinguish its remarkable beauty and softness,

You are enveloped in a fog,

Composed and serene.

Setting life to the pace of your heartbeat.