Saturday, December 25, 2010

Could Have Been

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He saw her pass by.

A beautiful glow was on her face.

He smiled his sad smile,

as he remembered her sweet embrace.

Could have been his,

her smile, her kiss.

Yet, a mere memory.

He saw her meet her lover.

Fear had been his sin.

Back then, he could offer her nothing.

Her love, he won’t keep.

Alas, he went on and let her weep.

Could have been his,

her love, her face.

If she had kept his heart?

Forever he will wonder.

(c) Phoenix Montoya @ November 29, 2010

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