one year

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i saw you again,
after what seemed to be,
a year.
you hadn't aged much,
and what changed,
made you look even better.
the instant our eyes fell upon,
one another's,
i remembered.
your hands,
they hadn't changed,
and my mind wandered.
my rosy cheeks,
from your words,
and yours hands against me.
the same hands,
i once held in mine,
that were now beside me.
a year had passed,
but i felt the once familiar feeling,
to have your hands in mine.

s.d.

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