In the quiet of the trail, I tread alone,
But thoughts of you, like a gentle tone,
The grab nuts in my hand, a fond recall,
Of bonding days, where we stood tall.
At SnR, we laughed and played,
Choosing wine for a friend's big day.
Peri-peri chicken, flavors so fine,
Moments like these, forever mine.
Until our next date, my dear,
I'll hold these memories close and near.
In solitude, yet not alone,
With thoughts of you, my heart's true home.
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L - Love, Lost & Longing
PoesíaA collection of heartfelt poems about love, starting with passion, then loss, and ending with longing.
