Should I be afraid to call you beautiful
I think of you but leave these thoughts
quiet inside
Shall I always be myself
in this body
Living with imperfection
though trying for betterment
To indulge or abstain
to purify or taint
In memory I hold you close
as memory can allow
Younger days and fallen tears
Our lives grown separate
through passing years
Recalling a night of final parting
holding you close by the light
of the quiet harbor
Neither of us wanted to part
but we did
To choose freely
To inflict a hurt on ourselves
Though love
an affection
still lingers on
in past life memory
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