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Aug 7
Sometimes the best memories
sneak out of my eyes disguised
as tears.

I am remembering some of the
most beautiful moments of my
younger  life that  weren't  just
with you  but  because  of  you.

No matter how broken we think
we are, we will always be a piece
in someone else's puzzle of life.

We'll fill all of their cracks with
love and fragments of our own
heart.

Our lives may not have fit together
but ohhh...did our souls know how
to dance....

I fell in love with the way you
touched me without using your
hands.

I hunger for your kiss, the feel
of  your  soul  touching  mine.
                                                      ­                                       Jon York   2024
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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   Weeping willow
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