I visited today my past-
A little town with no rush.
With theaters,history and pubs.
Inside emotions had a clash.
So many memories
And so many thoughts
Losses and victories,
Betrayable plots.
No dust from traffic in the streets.
And lovely avenues
Familiar faces,words of greets,
Musicians playing blues.
I took and put her hand in mine.
The magical touch of beloved.
Her eyes and smile blew off my mind
This is the feeling of love.
We shall come back to see again
The landscapes of the youth
We might forget to take a train
And letting night go smooth.
8.04.2025
Nostalgic
© Copyright: Михаил Лунёв, 2025
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