Fifth of October
Into an afternoon
Of arms locked in embrace
The clouds, the air
That fed our laughter
The hushed silence
Of intertwining caresses
The storm, the rain
That led to the kiss
Thriving passion
Whispered laughter
When impossible
Seem eccentric
Blissful dream
Surreal kisses
When forgetting
Seem bizarre
Your face, your touch
So infinite, so celestial
The written memories
Of muted voices
The tongue, the breath
That begot passion
The myriad eyes
Of abridged memories
In the afternoon
Of the fifth of October
The kiss
The touch
The laughter
The smile
The storm
The embrace
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