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I should remember the color of your eyes All the time swimming hypnotized Lost sight of surface tints and hues Drowning in the deeper parts of you Twirled your hair around my index finger Things you wouldn't think I would remember Shivering embraces desperate in afterglow Restless and naive but even so Sure enough how we had conquered love Or likely more how love had conquered us Fingers tracing lifelines, mine yours, yours mine Telling wondrous stories of all we looked to find Then the day I watched you fall out of step and down How I tried to join you when your body hit the ground How they held me back and swore you'd be okay Sure enough without my help you got up and walked away I hear this song and I always think of you Fragile music we once liked making love to Invisible reminder of things that used to be Fuel for the fire of our union's memory
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
A Song from Ackerman's Passage Conjures Your Memory
I should remember the color of your eyes All the time swimming hypnotized Lost sight of surface tints and hues Drowning in the deeper parts of you Twirled your hair around my index finger Things you wouldn't think I would remember Shivering embraces desperate in afterglow Restless and naive but even so Sure enough how we had conquered love Or likely more how love had conquered us Fingers tracing lifelines, mine yours, yours mine Telling wondrous stories of all we looked to find Then the day I watched you fall out of step and down How I tried to join you when your body hit the ground How they held me back and swore you'd be okay Sure enough without my help you got up and walked away I hear this song and I always think of you Fragile music we once liked making love to Invisible reminder of things that used to be Fuel for the fire of our union's memory
james-arthur-casey
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
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