She Is Forever
- a poem lamenting lost opportunity
She was forever...
frolicking in the green-blue clear playing surf
of our only world,
reflecting the ever high afternoon burn
of our sun:
grinning, smiling, laughing
her perfectly pinking mouth
crystal eyes sparkling,
gentle hands giving,
spontaneous passion releasing -
experienced innocence,
calculated deference,
measured enjoyment
of us...
She is forever...
I wasn't.
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