Saturday, March 20, 2010
inside out
I keep replaying those last moments. I remember standing with you on the balcony overlooking the water and boats docked near by. We shared a kiss. And i tried to memorize the moment. [As i always do.] Memorizing the position of the sun. Taking note of the breeze. Mapping the clouds. And the only memory that i can recall with clarity, is how everything faded into the warmth of our kiss.
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this reads as a beautiful and painful recollection for me.thank you, this gave me sweet nostalgia
I love how you managed to describe this event almost poetically. It's beautiful.
good work! i can dig it!
http://jsandsouljuice.blogspot.com/2010/09/kan-kick-dusty-old-unreleases-beats.html
Did you happen to Yahoo IM about 10 years ago under the handle "Asia Kismet". At the time you were in college, probably 2nd year, ran track in HS, wrote poetry, and had a yahoo profile with you standing under a tree?
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