Then

Avenues of thought,

The taste of summer lips,

Dandelion bright–

Ribbons twist in the wind. 

Hands, touch–

Together beneath the stars,

Remembering. 

The hollow silence–

Crushing down. 

Pinned against regret,

Trapped by nevermore,

Memories fade away. 

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