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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Contest · #2198688
written for the writer's cramp contest. finished 8-21-19

I remember candles in the garden that August
Shining brightly beside the garden gate
(And if I were being completely honest
They were nothing glamorous to celebrate.)
I remember the beauty of the flowers that night
How ethereal all the blooms appeared
How their fragrance lingered throughout the twilight
How the display of flowers was engineered.
I remember the heat, and the grass beneath my feet
And the feel of your hand being in mine
I thought I could hear your erratic heartbeat-
You blamed the red wine; I said that was asinine.
I remember you laughed at my words as we walked on
And then grabbed my hand as you kissed my cheek
(Though if I were honest my heart was long gone,
Eons before you thought of soft words to speak.)
Words of forever lingered in the night's warm air
And all I could say was just one promise.
I knew that in years to all I would declare,
"I remember candles in the garden that August."

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