I’ll always remember our romance in Maine, My Love
the wildness of the sea
of the tallest evergreens.
Draping a blanket over the picnic table
and how the northern sun played,
dancing in your hair.
Later there was the beautiful feel of cold sheets, and wrapping ourselves
in warm homemade quilts.
and smiling in your sleep.
Who could forget?
I’ll always remember our romance,
in Maine My Love.
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