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Remembering Your Love

Updated on September 3, 2017
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia. I have a wonderful cat named Sid.

Somewhere far off,

in a long forgotten tower,

a bell rings mournfully -

bringing to mind an image of you.


Like swirling leaves blown by the wind,

all that disappears into the night,

but the warmth that fills my heart -

reminds me of when your cheek was next to mine.


The wind blowing through our hair,

as we danced upon the shore,

the world was ours,

when we were together and in love.


Your lips are now cold and silent,

but once they were so very warm,

whispering words of love -

I remember the tender kisses we often shared.


Now that I remember,

I can feel your hand reaching for mine,

I gaze at the shimmering stars above

and see your sparkling eyes.


A warm golden shower,

radiates about me

and I feel your closeness,

as it envelopes me.


From up above a light shines

and warms my very soul,

I know it’s your love -

that radiates from above.

© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Thelma. The photo is of me and my husband on a trip to the U.S. in 1998. He passed away this year on August 17. I wrote about this on myLot.

      Thank you Demas. Unfortunately I am writing from my very soul but not a penny I make.

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      Demas W Jasper 2 months ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      I hope you are making some income from all your heroic efforts.

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      Thelma Alberts 2 months ago from Germany

      Beautiful poem! Lovely couple.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      You welcome Mike. It is the memories that keep me going on.

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      DREAM ON 2 months ago

      Your poem moved me once again. What a lovely picture of you two. I have been to Salem Mass. and I picture you both sitting on the grass in Salem Willows watching other people walking by and who knows I could of seen you. Laughing and joking and doing what lovers do. Thank you for sharing.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Nusrat.

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      nusrat jahan chow 2 months ago

      Enjoying emotions.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Dora.

      Thank you Abba.

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      Abba Elijah aka elijagod 2 months ago from Abuja - Nigeria

      lovely poetry and beautifully written...well done Ma!

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      Dora Weithers 2 months ago from The Caribbean

      What a beautiful memory! A tribute to true love. Enjoyable read.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      You welcome Tamara.

      Thank you FlourishAnyway.

      Thank you Shannon.

      Thank you Demas you're right.

      Thank you Paula.

      Thank you Mike.

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      Tamara Moore 2 months ago

      This is a beautifully sweet poem, and one that I am able to emphasize with. Your expressions and written imagery is passionate. Thank you for sharing.

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      FlourishAnyway 2 months ago from USA

      Bittersweet indeed. I'm sorry for your sadness and loss.

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      shanmarie 2 months ago

      This was so unexpected. I was prepared to read a wistful love poem full of the romance I have come to associate with you. This one is very romantic as well, but so obviously personal and it stunned me. Beyond that, I have no words. Just a virtual hug.

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      Demas W Jasper 2 months ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Love always creates memories of deep feelings. Love abandoned or interrupted tragically does also. Memorialize the feelings that remain treasured pain free and being built upon. XXOO

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      Paula 2 months ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

      Oh my God, Gypsy.....This one has touched my heart so deeply.....yet it has also grabbed me by the throat and filled my eyes with tears.

      The poem itself is stunningly bittersweet & with the amazing Roy Orbison's haunting song, I am reduced to a sobbing willow. I am holding your hand with understanding..........Paula

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      mckbirdbks 2 months ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Hello Gypsy Rose Lee - What a warm flow of words that speak so well of the love of youth.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Just wanted you all to know that photo was taken of us during one of our trips to the U.S. This was in 1998 in Salem, Massachusetts.

      A time I am now having to deal with but the memories are no less sparkling Shyron.

      Thank you Michael.

      Thank you for the hugs Bill.

      You welcome schoolgirlforreal.

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      Shyron E Shenko 2 months ago from Texas

      Oh Gypsy, this is so bitter sweet it takes my breath away and makes me want to curl up in my bed and fade away into the night.

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      Michael-Milec 2 months ago

      One can sense sentiments articulation of ever present love that is still there the same...

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      Bill Holland 2 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Sending you hugs, my friend.

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      schoolgirlforreal 2 months ago from USA

      That's beautiful. Thanks for sharing these sweet memories.