Found a photograph of you, from back in time, when we danced
long ago, a blurred past , wonder how your life has advanced
did you think of me, all those years we missed
do you remember our very first kiss
Found a letter written by your hand, in the sands of time
a note of love, flowed from within, allowed you to shine
remember the thrill of opening it still
sweet words written, we were smitten, let our young hearts spill
smell the scent you wore, an essence of love
lingers longingly in the air, as you stood as pretty as a dove
wonder do you think of these times
do they make you smile as you lay awake at nighttime
Do you still have the songs, handwritten for you, to show devotion
the tapes I would share, all chosen with a deep loving emotion
Those words I wrote, the pictures painted
do you still dream of those days we dated?
long ago, a blurred past , wonder how your life has advanced
did you think of me, all those years we missed
do you remember our very first kiss
Found a letter written by your hand, in the sands of time
a note of love, flowed from within, allowed you to shine
remember the thrill of opening it still
sweet words written, we were smitten, let our young hearts spill
smell the scent you wore, an essence of love
lingers longingly in the air, as you stood as pretty as a dove
wonder do you think of these times
do they make you smile as you lay awake at nighttime
Do you still have the songs, handwritten for you, to show devotion
the tapes I would share, all chosen with a deep loving emotion
Those words I wrote, the pictures painted
do you still dream of those days we dated?
Thanks for reading,
Kyle
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