Saturday, July 15, 2023

Not a Waste

 Thinking of Ann Marsh Monroe, 1956-2022



In a dark hall
of memory,
I see your face,
your lovely face.

In moonlight
of nostalgia,
I kiss your lips
and taste your taste.

I just heard you died.
Our love, long gone.
But no, that wild, weird
time was not a waste.


hans ostrom 2023

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