Sitting here a little stoned,
Can't help but think of you-
Letting my mind roam
Exploring your pages, has been an experience I hold dearly.
My breathing slows,
As I try to remember the way you taste, the way you sound, the way you scrunch your nose when you laugh.
I am instantly transported to flashes of moments, some captured and stolen, with you.
And how those memories, feel so damn good.
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