White sand, turquoise water and a single plam tree.

A Day to Rifle Through My Memories

White sand, turquoise water and a single plam tree.

Published today : A Day to Rifle Through My Memories

Your face lives on in my heart and my mind,
And I scurry through the memories that you honoured me through,
I wallow in each precious remembrance, slowly savouring,
And I’ll never regret the love we shared true.

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