Sweat memories of childhood

Sweat memories of childhood
As sweet as sweet could be
The kindeling of love
As pure as pure would be
Stare as one might
the moments past
Can never be
The first touch
The first kiss
Holding hands
Sleepless nights
thinking what could be
time leaves nothing behind
But a sweet memory
Memory of the first love
which no one else can ever be


I named it Not so random thoughts but then its not that easy to find...
so changing name to sweet memories of childhood.
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