As subtle as a wispy cloud
the visions come to me
breathing softly on my heart
in dreams of memory
Moments long now disappeared
float as a mystery to cheer, to
bring a smile, recall the touch
of the love we held so dear
Soft as a geranium's blossom
warm as a tender hug, may
the mantle of our long love lost
soothe my soul forever
JoMae
9/11/21
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