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A porcelain summer

Hardly fifteen years to date,
and yet , aualready fifteen..
my memory is uncertain..
But my heart cannot forget...
 
A summer frail as porcelain..
A heart that,for the first time,
capsizes and becomes wild.
and has its first try at walking ..
 
I have never forgotten
That one summer you were mine
On a lonely beach, hidden
From all people and all time.
 
I have never forgotten
When we walked along the shore
One sweet kiss and your promise
To be mine for ever more..
 
I've known summers of porcelain,
after you, very often,
but none of them ever came
back with the same taste you gave them...
 
One day, on the beach again,
I saw a few teenagers,
who, as we'd done, the same age,
were drafting their love outline..
 
I have never forgotten
That one summer you were mine
On a lonely beach, hidden
From all people and all time
 
I have never forgotten
When we walked along the shore
One sweet kiss and your promise
To be mine for ever more
 
I have never forgotten
That one summer you were mine
On a lonely beach, hidden
From all people and all time
 
I have never forgotten
When we walked along the shore
One sweet kiss and your promise
To be mine for ever more
 
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Un été de porcelaine

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