Monday, May 29, 2017

remnants of bliss in a dimly-lit theater

whispering
jokes i 
had already
told you
embedded
in the dark
enraptured
by the 
soclose
smell
of you
seeing us
on that 
screen 
only two 
months 
have passed
but two
months too
long i think
of it in
passing
dissolving
like a dream

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