Poems by Arcadia Maria
Poetry Writings
Monday, May 14, 2018
Him: Sevenling
when I think of you
I remember the firsts:
eyewinks, crushes and kisses
in time memories changed
to longings, fleeting liaisons
and unfulfilled dreams
I guess it wasn’t meant to be
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