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fingers through my hair

You ran your hands through my hair

As we listened to the “feel good” music

We laid there

together

Hoping to lay there forever

But in an instant

Forever is never

Like a black hole

The feelings were sucked up

Into another dimension

For different relationships

Except the memory of that night

The one that I can never forget

As we looked at the stars

Running your fingers through my hair

And listening to our song

🌷(2)

◄ Two Instead of One

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Jeff Davis

Mon 20th Apr 2020 03:20

I really enjoyed this poem, and the echoes of the moment it captured.
Thank you.

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