February 15, 2014


I looked, you looked back
Time stopped.
I smiled
It was good.
Your laughs fill my pockets
More than hands do.

Inside my wallet
During these times
A moment, your eyes,
Last night
I do memorize.

A wall’s holding you
And I’m not behind
I reach for your arms
It’s all black and white.

Good night,
Nice to have met you,
I’d see you, or so.
I sing to our photo
That refrain we know.

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