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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UlleHaddock 
beautiful and sad, Ulle; love the rhymes —
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Thank you! This has been forming in my head for some time. And I struggled with the rhymes a lot so I glad it works. 😀
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it’s wonderful, Ulle; thank you —
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