There are
sensations of skin
you will
always remember:
the first time
you fall in love-
and that person
holds your hand-
you are sealed
to the other
for eternity.
I fall into memory
like a soft-cushioned chair.
I smell a lifetime
of happiness.
I close my eyes
and see us
growing old
together,
our hands knotted
together-
wrinkled and brown.
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