Red Bench

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Red bench, lonely,

in the park,

no one seated,

no talk imparted.

 

No gossiping friends,

no imaginative youth,

no single reader,

to entertain you.

 

Your image,

I will bring with me,

and romantic thoughts

with you, leave.

 

May two destined lovers find you

and stay awhile,

whisper sweet-everythings

and magically slow time,

 

exchange the glances of

wordless love songs,

resurrect laughter

buried for so long,

 

reflect realizing dreams

in starry sun-kissed eyes

until fingers gravitate

and eternally intertwine,

 

and colors paint

everything brighter,

falling upon you

and the lovers

fadelessly

 

forever.

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Poem and image ©Laura Denise

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