never a regret

back over there,
under the cedars,
way back where
there's plenty of shade,
you told me
your secrets,
you showed me
your scars,
whispers, sobs;
love, let drip,
with promises made;
back over there,
where the coolness
is kept,
that's where you
and I silently wept;
since we knew
all at once,
where our future
too little to remember,
but too much to forget,
as long as there's an ember,
there's never a regret.

July 13, 2009, for most of them.

Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.

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