when once i saw his dear sweet face
and memories came to be retraced
my heart it pounded loud to hear
the rushing blood within my ear
funny how a memory can play
and bring you fast to yesterday
time unfolded inside my heart
and brought me right back to the start
when love was fresh and full of dreams
that time we danced upon moonbeams
we spoke of futures brave and bold
and never pondered growing old
now here i see him once again
my face is lined, his hair's gone thin
minds entwined in love's embrace
where memories came to be retraced
time thus refolded into my heart
what eyes of wisdom do best impart
--bruised orange
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