Nothing is Forgotten

I have not forgotten of the name.

The way she dress her self,


How she asked me if she’s looking

great in her red lip paint


And her laughter when I blushed,

Oh especially her laughter


that is the every joy in my heart.

In me nothing is forgotten


How can I forget my one great adore,

The love of my youth,


the fire and ice, melting my soul,

Who loved me with an intensity that


defies gods, encompassing the great

cosmos and vast universe–


With this nothing is forgotten,

The heart stops looking for what it has lost


But it will still love her all the same, again

and again


With great pain and quiet sadness.


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