Sidewalk Bench

I watched two lovers exchanging
kisses on the sidewalk bench,
they seemed very lost inside
a world that was being defined
by tastes and sensations they shared.
Their kisses were slow and gentle,
continuous and oblivious to surroundings.
Tenderness and new love were
in breezes that lingered the streets.

I remembered our first anticipated touch
And first kisses we as strangers shared
Those awe-inspiring feelings you
generated within me, when your eyes
first found the inside of my heart.

Have I thanked you recently, for
reviving the love that left me
alone on that sidewalk bench.

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