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Jan 2016
Something enriched within
Every bout of daily sway
Gentle fingers looping in jeans
Methodical gestures at eyes so serene
They tally, they talk like catastrophe
Our private thoughts sewn into pockets
Our retreat to the world to those
Who stitched our life into a better wellbeing
With lingering bitterness of white wine
And aching hearts just upon presence
Doing anything to remind, to relive
That moment so precious cupped
Something like golden breath
All of that memory and feeling
Building so sweetly and murmuring
So as that person beholds upon flesh
It's nearly impossible to reveal
At since you have met
You haven't been able to rest
Eriko
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Eriko  24/F/USA
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