Memories of The Beautiful Girl with the Golden Honda
You were my only silent dancer
My guiding shining light
Whenever I felt
Deep emotional pain
As I fought those early signs of cancer
On ward ten
And although departed
By four years
That deep love
Still remains
And calls again
Memories and emotions
Of an incredible fire
That never expires
Entwined like green ivy
In flight
In the middle of each now depressing night
Of writing prose
For exquisite pleasure
On soft skin
That cannot be retold
Only for each other
To treasure
In December archives
As they grow old
For sometimes
The Lord gives you a gift
In the form of a blessing
To forever
Lift
A friend
To the end
For only us
To truly see
Whatever may
Come
And it's why I wrote this today
For to me
You'll always be
The only one
Who beat
My souls drum
Loudly
Whenever
I felt numb
© John Duffy
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