Saturday, August 3, 2013

Reverie.

 Today was a great day
 The day that I get to see you
 After years
 I finally get to see you again

 You looked tall and handsome
 As always
 I took your hand and looked away
 You looked at me and held mine tighter

 I love the smell of your perfume
 As always
 But our encounter was interrupted by a phone call
 A phone call by a stranger
 Who didn’t say a word and hung up

 I woke up
 And you were already gone
 Again

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