our time

Standard

in my heart
there’s a quiet place
where there lies
a memory of you
sleeping

you lie there
sheltered in my chest
a part of my life
a part of me

it was brief
but beautiful
our time
and I will never forget
will never not
be grateful

© Matt Beames 2018

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