Do

.

y

o

u

.

remember

when . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

what

didn’t

happen

.

.

did,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

what

did

happen

.

.

didn’t . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ what

did

happen

.

.

didn’t,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

what

didn’t

happen

.

.

did . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Do

.

y

o

u

.

remember

when . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Do

.

y

o

u

.

remember

when . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

f

o

r

–

–

–

I

would

love

.

t

o

.

live

those

–

–

days
again . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ I

would

love

.

t

o

.

live

those

–

–

days

again . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

back

when

.

t

h

a

t

.

which

might

.

h

a

v

e

.

been

sure,

–

–

would

merge

.

i

n

t

o

.

the

blur . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ back

when

–

–

sudden

tides

–

–

would

toss,

.

a

n

d

.

tumble,

.

a

n

d

.

turn . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

a

n

d

–

–

–

storm

waters

surge,

–

–

where

wanted

words . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ where

wanted

words . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

w

e

r

e

–

–

–

pictured

.

a

s

.

whispered

.

o

r

.

heard.

Reflection: This was a romantic-themed poem that I wrote back in November of 2017 where the romancer looks back fondly on romantic adventures of the past.