Take Me Back


It had been months since I laid eyes on her

Though I saw her often in my dreams

A colorful movie of nightly memories

Her hair flowing, scented summer breeze


But there she was just, as pretty as always

And I hoped she would remember me

The last time I saw her was a sad affair

Though we had loved so desperately


I left with but a few kind words

And hibernated the winter away

In my heart, spring has returned

Seeing her again on this sunny day


I take her hand, a remembered warmth

I give great apologies as I wipe her eyes

I tell her all the sweetest words

And offer my poor alibis


It must be true love, when she smiles back

And our hearts again become one

One touch and her engine roars to life

And we ride off in the setting sun


22 Responses to “Take Me Back”
  1. I know seeing her again is one of your happiest moments! I hope she is good to you as she was before, and that you spend many amazing days together!

  2. beth says:

    I hope that the sun keeps aging on them

  3. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Beautiful! Lovely words to describe a lovely event. You’ve become quite a romanticist my friend. Bravo! All the best and my wishes for a lovely weekend!

  4. How wonderful Brad. You melted my heart 🌹🥰

  5. WulfAurelia says:

    Lots of feeling in this one, I really like it. I get the feeling you must be a real romantic who can make the ladies swoon.

  6. Jim Borden says:

    her smile back made it all worthwhile…

  7. petespringerauthor says:

    I can take this many ways. I think you’re describing your motorcycle, but it also could be a special someone. “One touch and her engine roars to life.” Once again, it could be the bike or her heart.

  8. Harley Reborn says:

    I love this. Especially that frog

  9. kristianw84 says:

    I am so happy you were reacquainted with your 2 wheeled wife! ❤

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