Saturday, June 9, 2018

shots

notes play slowly,
cascading through my bones,
bouncing through my soul,
reverberating alone.
your image flashes
here and there,
from time to time.
how i miss that smile.
how i miss that warmth.

the dim lights play
off your hair
and the sparkling waters.
willkommen zuhause.

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