Tear Stained ink And Smiles.
Updated on February 5, 2010
Tear stained ink and smiles.
Whenever I
come across
an old love
letter saved
for whatever reasons
all these years,
and read the words that
once took my
breath away again,
and grow melancholic
over what was,
and what is,
and what
could have been,
I often ponder
on her whereabouts,
and if she's as
happy as
we were,
in our innocent youth,
stumbling and fumbling
through first kisses
and passion unfolding
like one of those
triangular notes.....
we used to pass,
and then I realize
that she left
a mark in my life
that still haunts me,
and perhaps she to is
marked by love
long since gone
but never forgotten....
when we love,
we etch our feelings
into the walls
of another's soul,
leaving a tiny monument
to a time that
was so wonderful.
uncovered evidence
of happiness past
to recall in
the shadows of
letters found
at a moving
point our lives.
©-MFB III