we danced on tables
all night
during those wild crazy days
of summer
laid under a blanket
on the beach
whispering love poems
sat on the edge
of a volcano
eating barbecue
and counted stars
under a western sky
a lifetime ago
you were every woman
who ever accompanied me
in every story
on all the pages
of my life
for you are my last love
obliterating every other love
that ever was
with the passion
in my heart
for you
now if only
I could find you
the rest of the story
is already written
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Leonard Durso 
You paint pictures and live vibrantly through your words…
Thank you. I try anyway which is what it’s supposed to be all about. At least that’s how I remember being told many years ago.
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Superb ending lines
Thank you.
Oh, I loved this.
Thank you, Sara.