what if.
January 6, 2014 § Leave a comment
if i were to sail across the earth
a sunrise and sunset away from you
and we both looked at different sides of the moon
and never felt the same wind
make goosebumps on our skin
what if we couldn’t sigh together
as we stared at beautiful things
in your backyard, and what if
we couldn’t touch fingertips
even for a moment
or taste the salty sweet skin
of the other, would we still remember?
I would still remember.
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