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Jan 10
poem 1 comment
DanGregory

where

it's where the treetops grew
thin, allowing us to peak up
at the stars
and where i watched the moon
light your eyes as they
floated across the sky,
counting the stars
(where the hair falls
covering half of your face
and where the ink
smudges on the top of your hand)
and it's where
i fell in love with you
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Posted: 01.10.18
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  1. aesythe
    Jan 11, 2018

    There's something incredibly lyrical about this, to the extent my mind naturally wanted to match it to a tune. You've captured a moment here that draws an emotional response out of the reader, while somehow still remaining vague and unspecific about the dimensions of the relationship. That's a tough feat in my book. If you wrote this with someone in mind, I hope you show it to them one day.

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