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Mr. Memorandum
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Relationships Deeply etched into the trunk
our love is still as ripe
as it was, the years we walked
Along that trail those nights.
~
and through the path of Dixie
on the bank of Lakeworth beach
waves still wrap around the stones
that lost your favorite ring
~
The pier hasn't changed much
and through all the hurricanes
the decks where we would make love
have yet to wash away
~
i tread along each morning,
it reminds me of the days
but walking ends with roses
to place atop your grave
