The one that got away


Memories, of could have been
if just alone in that scene
giggling friend intervene

across crowded train, eyes flirting
butterfly stomach, holiday fling
in the heart, a little sting

last dance so close, so tight
but separate ways in the night
bitter sweet could this been right

tongue stuck, nothing to say
growing distance in the sandy bay
the one that got away

Nothing compares to my wife, ha de Gött!

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3 comments

  1. beautiful and sad, Ulle; love the rhymes —

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