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Jun 2021
While everything dissolves in a blur
and everyone else is in a hurry,
between the fast and slow footsteps on the street,
yours just feel like waterβ€”
flowing across minds in one step,
through sands of time in two.


Maybe they will find you cold and bland,
but have they ever felt cold water on a sizzling day?



And maybe,
maybe I've swum in calmer waters,
walked at a slower pace with many.

But no one has ever swung my hand along a busy pedestrian street,
or swayed me as gently
as you did.
Written by
pcb  Bandung, Jakarta
(Bandung, Jakarta)   
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