Quatrain of Forgotten


Forgotten - to fail to think of...

We once held hands as
though touching
spurred our erotic
glands,

We were two souls
searching for each
other with redeeming
demands,

But now I have fallen out
of favor and you seem
to be leaving me
behind.

There is little doubt,
loving me has become
the last thing on your
mind.

Yorktown Disciple
1995

Order # 1884

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