Yoink! Hehe. (Dibs!)

Like a flood returned
Dreams like memories pending
Just waiting on word

Absent on pass one
All ears second time around
Thumb slides to respond

I recall LA
Good food, great music, cozy
Only a bit split

You on my shoulders
I remember the first night
Soul soars you do too

And that you might hear
Each whisper in the dark cave
At ease, full of hope

Conversation skipped
Not out of necessity
But of impatience <.<

Are there words you miss?
Or do you see the scrawlings
Of hand written notes?

I blush at the thought
Thanksgiving is almost here
And you count to three 

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