Sometimes, when I'm lost
Or found in thought
I think of you.
I say sometimes;
All the time.
First during the wrost
It was ice cold
To think of your face,
And your smile I'd trace
With lost fingers.
Last, in warm grass
Like sunshines
Across the mind.
You being mine
Most a times.
Today throught thick grey
I recede to you
Remember you
Cherish you
Sometimes, All the time
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