by Jesse Ludgin
There is a place in my heart I dare not go
How long I’ve been gone I do not know
But try though I might I can’t bar the sight
Of that autumn night from so long ago.
Where no man-made light can reach, nor sound can breach
On a hill above seas of ochre, auburn, and dark red trees
When the wind lightly blew and the leaves danced around
It was intimate, cozy, and warm there on that mound
And under the pale moonlight it was just us two
And I looked in your eyes and I thought it was true.
That place, that dolorous dream, it is a shrine to you.
I wish I could burn it, and I wish you knew.
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