Excellent From mist of memory That First Love by Ronni

Oftentimes in recurring, sentimental moments I am achingly treading back to years too swiftly spun from the mist and capture of yearning memory my First Love, comes again in dashing, courting revelry A mystery beau, charming and oh so debonair dark, wispy locks of casually tangled hair impetuously bid him close, enshrine his sinking kiss melt anew to tender touch of his encircling fingertips at that sacred beach, frolicking amidst tremulous sea swirls seductive twinkle in romancing eyes, laughter I cherished so well Too soon that familiar pain that hovered, came again to trusting heart when suddenly our two lives and worlds were suddenly split apart then momentarily, just as suddenly as nearer and nearer he came leaves me to my haunting, lonely vigil on that unforgettable beach again

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