Treasure Island

Maia Padua

(Virgo / City of Gentle People)

Love Remains

Gone are the days of love letters
Of long-stemmed roses and chocolates
Gone are those sweet words uttered
As if your lips were closed and sealed.

Gone are the days of whispering sweet nothings
While chasing each other along the golden shore
Gone are those times of picking up seashells
While the air feasted on our youthful yells.

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