Memories of the Future
Remembering
Days when
We sat still
Chatting about our important nothings
Back when the world spun way too fast
When our attraction was stronger than bees to flowers
and your honey tasting kisses would send me to the future.
It was as if our palms were being read by witch doctors,
but we always knew the key to our joy
Calling on each other instead of pride
As our happiness manifested into a home
Where we laid down roots
And planted seeds
Bringing us
Happiness
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Thank you, Robyn and Ren for continuing to put on this inspiring contest. I initially tried to start this poem with a Fibonacci sequence. I got 8 word lines before I abandoned the idea. I just wasn't feeling it. I also used the visible side images as well. I was trying to relate the way our memories foretell our future. thanks for reading.
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