Lakeside Memories

A shadow of conches talks to me,
By the lakeside, as she walks with me;
We giggle like toddlers in a day dream,
Her nose still has the mousse cake cream.
As my hair slowly drenched every minute,
With her camera she took pictures of me,
Our hearts shone like a filament,
When hand in hand I walked with thee.
Carefree we walked in the mud,
And smelled flowers in the rain;
She smiled like a blooming rose bud,
Wish I keep reliving these memories again.
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