I remember your face
from somewhere in a dream
or memory so long ago faded
like an old photograph
not smiling
but a sad, longing look
staring deep into my soul.
Now drawn to you,
held in your arms
a fleetingly familiar feeling
pulls me closer
allows me to let go
for one brief second
then relentless reason
slides between us,
returning to the present.
My thoughts remain with you,
as I have been in yours,
and I wonder
what became of these lonely lovers
in a life long ago forgotten?
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