We ran amidst
dandelion fields
weighing love in each step.
although some songs are
forgotten
some places live like
solitary echoes that hum around
intertwined bodies
And while I rested on your shoulders
and let the wind
sway easy by our souls
you closed your big eyes,
secure, holding
the moment
and I just kept wondering what we were
doing
last winter.
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