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Apr 2016
When I touched you I felt your soul tickle mine
A breathy giggle
You had this smell, like a yellow-paged book and fresh hay
On a summer day
When I tasted you it was like spring water after a drought
Sweet and satisfying
You sounded like memories and the click of hooves on pavement
A sound never forgotten

When I saw you walk away and ours souls stretch and break
Could I ever forget the senses you overwhelmed
V
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