MemoriesA Poem by Jonny The Savage
I remember each and every night,
I was yours and you were mine, And we would wait for the Sun Just talking about everything and nothing. But now I'm lucky if I get a chance To see your face outside of memory, And to hear your voice, or your laugh, Is nothing more than a fantasy. So here I am, watching the moon Make its lonely journey Across the somber night sky, just wishing, That you were here to share it with me. © 2011 Jonny The SavageAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on April 30, 2011 Last Updated on April 30, 2011 AuthorJonny The SavageAtlantis, Apple RockAboutAesthete, philosopher and scholar first; and a writer, poet and musician second. A rather blunt individual with no regard for dogma or taboo. A curious soul seeking the truth beyond this mortal coil. more..Writing
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