Wouldn’t Forget
you took my hand
and we danced under the moon’s glistening light
you gripped my cheeks
and kissed me as if the tomorrow was never to exist again
you gave me a thrill
and taught me to write little words that would pass time
you gave me a pen
and told me to keep writing your name
over and over again
so I wouldn’t forget what you taught me
....poetry
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