Although fading,
the memories
of those late February kisses
have followed me
into summer.
Pale
and distant
but still shimmering
on the horizon.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 6:16 PM UTC
Although fading,
the memories
of those late February kisses
have followed me
into summer.
Pale
and distant
but still shimmering
on the horizon.
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