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Feb 2015
I used to
Feel the rush
As you'd arrive
Like the ocean
At my feet,
In anticipation
I'd run away
Before I could
Get drenched,
Even without
An embrace
I'd feel you
As if you were
All around me,
A comfortable
Envelopment
Like the warmth
Of the sun,
But now I miss
The sand
Between my toes
Even more...

APAD15 - 007 Β© okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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