Note #1

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​Your eyes remind me of summer;

A little dance at the beach,

Street carnival full of confetti


They remind me of a good friend;

Hours of phone of conversation,

Finishing each other’s sentences


They are layers of impressions;

Maelstrom of battles and celebrations,

Tesserae of unfinished mosaic art


I wish i could catch a reflection on them

The exact angle they took from across the table

But you wouldn’t let me get a careful look

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