Do still you remember
When we talked
And see into each other's
eyes?
Listen to our voices.
As I could listen to your
heartbeat
And you could listen to
mine.
Remember,
That casual conversation
Of what you saw
And what I felt
From we wake up in the
morning
And before we go to bed.
Your voice, smile, and laughter,
Embedded in memories of us
Through time and ages
By this little drop of ink.
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