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All the Years

In my mind

buried deep

                a golden grain

                of  Welsh

                beach

In my mind

shallow dips

                in the hot sand

                where we

                lay

It is there

buried deep

                that single second

                that moment

                in which our

                minds

                met

It is there

in the past

                a lost silent prayer

                a benediction

                to time's

                sands

She is here

in my brain

                a golden grain

                of memory

                of love

beachGowerlovePobbles BaysandtimeWales

◄ The Young Lovers

All the Years [revision] ►

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