A lullaby
Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance.
The old man wondered if she remember him, like he remembered her.
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As we advance in age, youthful remembrances resurrect in us! People then bask in those memories. The love shared between you and Daniela has been intense and her words were music to your ears. Past love never dies and you wait for her to sing a lullaby to her to make her feel how much you love her still! A great poem of love.
" I remember you my honey wine, my softness in my world of madness. Yesterday regret is my sweetest memory. If I could go back in time. I would loved you more and drank less. very fine poem. as usual you are full of power and energy and eros in your poem. tony
beautiful Lullaby in Prose Poem I'll die he/she will die you'll die one day everyone will die one after another but the love is eternal..........