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Tag Archives: old loves
Pictures
We were a long time ago years? decades? lifetimes? carbon dating? time is filled in a long forgotten coloring book half the pictures never finished bold, black-line outlines dated, quaint stumbled across by accident you flip through remembering all the … Continue reading
Posted in Love and Romance, Reflections, Relationships, Uncategorized, Young love
Tagged Coloring book, growing older, love, love poem, love poetry, old lovers, old loves, poems about love and romance, poems about old loves, poems about past loves, poems about past relationships, poetry about past relationships, Radiocarbon dating, relationships, remembering, remembrance, remembrances, reminiscing, romance, the past, time
Snapshot
The picture was taken from too far away the two of us sit on the apartment steps the manicured shrubs on either side dominate we are framed, she and I, by wrought-iron railings Still, it is the only picture of … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and Romance, Relationships, Uncategorized
Tagged first loves, looking back, memories, old girlfriends, old loves, old photos, past relationships, remembrances, reminiscing, romances
Semantics
I said goodbye to my share of women. Some I loved some of whom loved me. once in a while it was mutual. some of them I left with regrets, sometimes I took them with me because they seemed portable … Continue reading
Posted in Love and Romance, Relationships, Uncategorized
Tagged lost love, lovers, men and women, old flames, old lovers, old loves, past love, relationships, romance
Pocket change
Old loves are a dime- a-dozen; here’s a quarter you can keep the change