Style of your hair,
shape of your eyes and your nose,
the way you stare....
Our quiet time,
your beautiful mind...
What I noticed is this:
I come up with
something new, every single time
that I sit and reminisce....
The way you sweet smell
lingers when you leave a room,
Stories you tell as we lay
in bed all afternoon...all night long...
I dreamed you now every night
in my mind is where we meet.
and when I'm awake
staring at pictures of you....
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