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Nov 2018
You remind me of kissed lips and simple bliss,
Winter fingertips, things from my Christmas lists,
You remind me of nights when we'd drive in the rain,
Sat beside me, when I'm trying to keep my eyes on the lane,
You remind me of those late night conversations,
Those odd occasions, when no one even bothers faking,
Steam rising from your coffee turns to condensation,
Fogs your glasses, but somehow, you tolerate it.
You remind me of January 2nd,
Split-second, it had to be legend, you had me enraptured,
Trapped and captured, inside your amber gaze,
Prisoner of love, but no, I never planned escape,
Or planned to stray, you'd catch me anyway,
You're so much smarter than me, I'd never get away,
You remind me that I'm missing a couple of shirts,
But when I see you in it, I'll give up what it's worth.
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TW  19/M/England
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