I've been writing a lot recently and want to share a poem with you. Some of you may be able to relate...
She is older, wiser now,
Important decisions made long ago.
Yet her mouth tastes of liquor and cigarettes tonight,
It reminds her of an earlier time.
She dreams of a man
Golden hair, eyes the color of rich dark chocolate.
He already owned her heart when they shared a kiss.
Her shyness masked the melting, softening, opening inside,
Unable to say, You are the first.
She lost that moment,
Never/ever/again.
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