Name poem
Cynthia
Closing my eyes opens a wide screen somewhere,
Your face bathed in brilliant soft light at once appears,
Nostalgia parts the gates of my roused consciousness
The memories of love we shared come rushing forth,
Hurtle again through all my brain’s caves and canyons,
I reach for you but then again I find all this is but a dream,
A dream born when one summer night you walked away.
© FLQ March 27,2014
Ferdinand L Quintos
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