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Apr 2016
A gentle touch here.
A starry eyed look there.
Part of a thousand moments,
Of which we've shared.

Moments that replay.
Fast forward. Rewind.
Time and time again.
Always on my mind.

All the words that we've spoken,
And the thoughts we never touch.
They beckon my curiosity,
And have me in their clutch.

Every time I miss you,
A moment comes to mind.
I smile a hopeful smile,
Close my eyes and rewind.

The thousand moments we've made.
Just small stiches of time.
Hold a world's worth of value,
A thousand moments, each sublime.

We'll add to these moments,
Though I never know when.
But for now these thousand,
Are my mind's oxygen.
Written by
Robin Dunlop  41/F/Haughton, LA
(41/F/Haughton, LA)   
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