Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix: "A-roaming no more."
No more to be said, a memory, a souvenir,
a locket/trinket by your heart?
No sweet embrace, no tomorrows promise,
that fevered kiss, kisses galore.
No rendezvous, no assignations,
under the moon or on the seashore?
No wicked thoughts: our elopement,
parents and Kin to see never for evermore.
A past wiped clean,
yet she passed too soon away.
And we will never go 'a roaming no more...
c.2025. dave delacroix.
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