We met in the field
Young and jovial
Full of youthfulness
Hotness with affection
Burning with ambers of love

The woods beyond watched
All the games we played Soft tender grass we rolled Joy of heart indeed

Second thought, forgotten
We risked exploring the woods
Blind to dangers it bringeth
Empty map
We defined a route

Venturing in risk am sick
In darkness am lost, where are you?
Playing Hide and seek ?
You are fool at games

I MUST look for you.
© jmoresay


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