Picture.

Ihave your picture in my wallet.

But I have your kiss in the jasmine
Of the summer dusk.

I have your picture in my wallet.

But I have your eyes in the starlight.
Dancing across a frosted field.

I have your picture in my wallet.

But I have your touch on the breeze
That bends the flowers in green meadow.

I have your picture in my mind.

poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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