Secrets
She looks back
Memories…
Flashes of frozen time
like snapping pictures
as she walks the path
The front lawn on a
summer day
Cool grass beneath
their feet
Leading to the overhanging
Weeping Willow where
grass stains on white
eyelet reminds her of him…
that long ago summer when
she went from girl to woman
in that secret place
Further down the lane
Their barn…
Dark…
Fragrant…
A loft hideaway…
Their secret place…
Continuing on her memory
walk take her to the
old house
Their first one together
Climbing to the attic
she looks our remembering
his touch on her bare
shoulder…
A soft kiss on her neck…
Curving into his hard body
that was so loving and tender
Some feelings never go away
A mental snapshot…
A memory walk of
their life…
their love…
Opening the attic window
feeling the warm sun
on her face
She turns…
Picks up the Urn
Kisses the top…
Crying as she opens
the container
And…
Says ~
“Goodbye my love…
my darling…
fly upon the wind
until I am once again
a part of you.”
Downstairs…
the shadow of a
young girl waits…
her lover on the way
to their Secret Place…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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