yesterday
by Jennifer Miller
sparks fly when our eyes pass in the passion of yesterday
remembering the years we spent
seems like yesterday
the taste of your lips
the smell of security in your arms
lingers in my mind today
so it will always be yesterday
not pretending to fall in love
but believing it shall last for all the days to come
creating memories
that keep our
today in the love of yesterday
deep passion, never lust
we live in a place of gentle, sweet life
pouring from our hearts
to bring assurance in our days
when we cried, laughed,
laughed, cried, prayed
prayed, cried, laughed
loved
yesterday made today a memory in my heart for always
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
