Published today : The Future Was Always Ours
I dream of us nightly, fantasies held from when we were our best,
The sunny days, the widest grins, the pleasure, the pain I miss,
I reminisce often of the sound of your voice, the touch of your breath,
The softness of your long blonde hair, the enchantment of your kiss.
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