Pages gusting through the wind
Upon their swirling faces
The dark lines of moments passed
Like wrinkles beside your lips
When we kissed
They tell the stories
Of the smiles
The laughs
The frowns
And the fears
As fleeting tales told
Are taken to the sky
I’ll hold you with my shaking arms
As our youthful memories wave goodbye

~Galwyn

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