A memory climbed out of the dark,
  as I listened to the words of a new love song

Taking me back to where feelings were strong,
 beyond the flashbacks of a long frozen dream

Remembering again, a last ember still burns,
  and its light rewarms my heart

Where hidden deep in its shadows I see your face
 —as the past is born again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)
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Kurt Philip Behm

Longtime writer with eleven books in publication. Three of them Poetry. : The Death Of The Playground : The Sword Of Ichiban : Searching For Crazy Horse : Darkening Sun : An Anthology Of Perception-Vol's 1 & 2 : After Midnight : Sammy And Bumpers : The Fall City Mandate : Revenge Along The War Trail : Death from The Sky more…

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