Reflections


Remember that time, that place, that smell?

Remember the breeze and salt in the air

sail billowing, boat slipping through

the water.

Our shirts stuck to our skin and

your hair wrapped around your neck

in tangles, strands caught in your eyelids;

you laughed!

I'm there, still; again. Are you?


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