Forgotten

I have stood in front of great audiences and recieved applause...
but it is your laughter that holds my attention.
I have felt cloth spun from gold and worn by queens...
but my fingers recognize only the touch of your skin.
Today,I walked with great men...
but it is yesterday I remember when you were by my side!
Only you give life to my existence...

© Runningbear

28 May 2003

CHALLENGE

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