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Apr 2017
We laid on the couch
Talking, as if laughter and funny faces were smoke signals
Dancing playfully alongside inviting words and kisses

Time freezes.
And the minutes turned to hours.
And your smile took me away.
Again and again and again.
What is time anyway?
I'm where I need to be
I'm where I want to be.

This couch
A time capsule of
sweet memories
Any given Sunday
Jason L Rosa
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Jason L Rosa  Sacramento, CA, USA
(Sacramento, CA, USA)   
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