A Foreign Time - January 9, 1997

And then there is you ...
I remember.
All smiles.
You flirted and teased me.
And I briefly forgot.
Years went by as people
walked through our lives.
I thought of you once-in-awhile.

And then there is you...
I remember.
I was nervous and afraid
of saying the wrong thing.
You were open, charming
and only a friend.

And then there is you...
wanting something more these days.
Reminiscing is all that I had in mind.

Nicholl McGuire

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