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Mar 2018
In the first second I see you time doesn't slow down.

It speeds up.

In your lopsided smile, I see rainy Sunday mornings under soft sheets.

I see a brunch date in our PJs, barely finding time to eat between giggles.

In your easy laugh I hear jazz playing while we clean our apartment.

You smell like deep conversations and shared hoodies.

A kiss brings your taste to the front of my mind.

It tastes like the history we've shared through the years.

Inside jokes that others get lost in, we navigate like experts.

Most importantly, though, your body feels like home.

I see all of that in the first second I see you.
Eliza Hale
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Eliza Hale  18/F/Lenexa, KS
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