I miss the air you bring with you
The current
The light
The noise
In my hands
I have nothing
but memories
of your whispers
Out of the past
comes laughing
crying
silence
Sunsets
left for everyone
else to see but
us
I miss the scent you brought with you
The spray
The waves
The silence
7/1/09
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