My class reunion

She shands upright upon my pedistal.
Giving me comfort, pleasure and assurance.
She is ingrained in my most haloed idyllic childhood memories.
Meeting her is a familaur anxiety filled with passionate emotional maturity.
For a while to adore her belongs only to me.
Consuming my couristy, causing congenial conversations celebrateing complicated compositions of life.
Virtious fate for the infringing hour of sensible, dignifed painful departure.
Flagrant clock, Fleeds the fobiden indulgent, gracious, unremorsful touches.
Softening determatal change of time of which no classmate is exempt.
Forsee the frail moments belonging only to us.
Don't want her to fall in love with me?
Just furnish a small sensual spot in her heart to return again,
Savory personal enjoyment to cherish the next five years.

poem by Howard Johnson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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