A love lost,
Drifted in the past,
Reflections becomes lust,
Once gone but now has come back,
Trapped by the good times,
So hard to move on,
Want to try once more,
But on which day and how long?
I see her in passing,
She still has that special while,
Walked the same route,
Hoping to she her again,
Rather than once in a while,
I smile at her in passing,
Wanting to express how I am feeling,
But I can’t rescue the past,
My body needs some spiritual healing.
Jixi Fox
“Rival Many, Praise Few”
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