She comes still around
Every now and then...

Neither old or young
Never to be tired...

She is not like herself
But I can recognize her....
When she beckons me
One step closer....

However, I can still smell
The scent of her body
And envision the magic
Of her beauty....

Just memories remain
Of great moments
We once shared...


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Romeo Della Valle

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