Lingering… you haunt my dreams

Lingering
Lingering… your youthful face

Lingering…never forgotten

Still you haunt my dreams,
youth our tender exploration,
moments forever invested within time,
linger like that first soft kiss,
that first exquisite bed of rose petals,
after which real life beckoned.

Yet innocence never died,
as minds play with life’s sweet elixir,
hardly knowing
the hurt and pain that would follow,
as that stream of life divided us,
tore us from bliss to reality.

And still your face in youth remains,
never overshadowed by your aged pain and passing,
forever to exist within this heart,
so young and beautiful, giving,
and sweet as summer jasmine
in warm repose.

Forty years has faded into past,
yet here you are in my mind, vibrant, engaging,
and your voice as if you just spoke,
resounds in my memory, and I
sadly lost from you and your life,
but never forgotten.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

2 thoughts on “Lingering… you haunt my dreams

  • August 25, 2016 at 11:00 PM
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    A special love stays with us always. Even after years of hurt, pain and loss, those endearing moments live on as a touching heartfelt memory. Very nostalgic and lovely, Tony.

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  • August 25, 2016 at 11:03 PM
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    Thanks Phyllis, they certainly do. This, my first real love, was when I was 17; a long, long time ago. Lol

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