Book Of Love

Book Of Love long poem

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Well and here I go again
opening up our book of love
to when I was yours and you
were mine and I still shed a tear
reliving all those sweet summer
nights knowing they’ll never
come again…how did our love
die when our love was something
we never could hide. I was so sure
it would stand the test of time but
now you’re just a precious memory
locked away forever in my heart
just like a rose pressed between
the pages of us and our great big
Book of Love…well I get a bitter
sweet feeling remembering all our
ups and downs we had as I go
traveling down memory lane again
it makes me smile sometimes, sometimes
it, makes me sad but then I try to put
you out of my mind and back upon
the book shelf but it isn’t long ’til I
take it down again and again it’s
almost as if you’re really here I swear
you’ll always hold a special place in
my heart just like the rose pressed
between the pages of us in our book
our great big Book of Love!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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