You shared my love,
The love of dreams,
And in your arms I felt secure.
Those days went on
For weeks it seems,
For just how long, I can’t be sure.
My hand in yours,
And yours in mine,
We walked together through the park.
By firelight
We drank our wine,
Each evening as it turned dark.
We shared our love,
But soon we grew
From lovers into being friends.
Perhaps inside
We always knew
That each true romance someday ends.
June 19, 1984
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