Memories are so precious, my friend....and every single person that touched our lives shaped and moulded us into who we are...some good, some not so good, but sculpter all the same! Nice work, Mark...
Only an east coast guy (or possibly a mid west guy)would use the term kitty-corner. And since you can't make that stuff up that first kiss must have been smokin' hot! OK, I admit a couple of my first kisses are better memories than the reality. Patrick
Oh how utterly, tenderly touching..It is amazing how we hold these memories for many, many years whole and complete, untouched by time..These memories are intrinsically so part of who we have become ...I have such memories also...and have realised over the years how important they have been for myriad reasons.. and although ultimately they faded into mornings mist, they were a very meaningful part of my life ...Thanks for the memories Mark...
Hugs, Diana...
One of your best Mark, we all have our memories of lost love or the one that got away that now and trigger the what if thoughts...great job of stirring memories.
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Evanston, Illinois? Northwestern University? I've been there, love that place with the most amazing flavors! Pure energy, nice poem!
Be well,
Christine
In the predawn hours during a solitary ride on her ranch, Montana Freeborn collides with Seth Phoenix, centaur-turned-man and the embodiment of her psychic visions.
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Kat
Your friend,
Anna
Hugs, Diana...
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Be well,
Christine