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Nov 2016
The moonlight glints through the windows,
The light playing in your hair.
How I wish the clock would slow,
And this time continue forever.
I know that he will come,
And our time alone will hault.
But for now,
For this magical moment,
Let me learn more about you,
Flood myself with knowledge of you,
What makes you smile,
Which memories are bitter sweet.
Times where that laugh played through the air,
A melody so soft and sweet.
Or when you shed those glistening tears,
When something touched your heart.
Flood me with knowledge of all these little details.
But don't let the clock race on.
For he will come,
And our time will hault,
Just slow the ever ticking clock,
Let these memories last a little longer.
AnnaMarie Jenema
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AnnaMarie Jenema  F/USA
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