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I remember the sand between my toes
remember the first light invading the beach
remember the cold salty water
licking at my ankles, fingertips touching
remember your lips on mine
funny how seeing you – maybe – the last time
makes those first times so preciously vivid
treasured, under my veins, not zombified…
inspired by “Last Time” by Jonathan Safran Foer, pic by Author, Funchal, Madeira
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