I remember catching the glow of her eyes
like the early sun beaming across a cloudless sky
for miles. Both eyes squinting from the way
her cheeks would rise, their lines shooting
like sun rays to meet mine.

I remember the warmth from that glance,
with my skin golden under a blue sky.
I did not wish to look away,
letting light fall all over while it lasts,
a lovely, transient thing.

I remember when all those
were mine.

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