Like The Time

Remember
the time
we
lounged
around
like Serengeti
cats,
scratching
at
our past lives,
and
chasing
down
a
few lunch
dates?
Remember
the
moment
we first
danced
without
moving,
as
we let the night
just
collapse,
and a
fall
around us like
loose
sheets?
I remember
the
time I
saw
poetry on
your skin,
and
had
every opportunity
to
explore
every
syllable.

M.C. Davis

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