The Love We Shared Back There
Most of my poems are from what can best be described as my "Blue Period", aka "The Dark Year of the Restless Soul".
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I'd listen to the poets
Makin' money writing about love
Now I've come to understand
What it is they're speaking of
You really did it to me, girl
Took a big chunk of my heart
Wrapped it around your finger
Couldn't stand to be apart
You know you sent me clear back
To my good old teenage days
A wild and free young couple
Makin' sweet love in the rain
To wake up in the morning
And find you'd still be there
Your warm and tender body
Your soft brown flowing hair
The way you made me feel, back then
Lucky beyond compare
I hope you'll always treasure
The loved we shared back there.
© 2018 Hal Gall
