The glow of a sodium street light.
Misted-up windows.
The sound of your breath.
The smell of your hair and skin.
Frosty kisses.
Hugs that seem to go on and on.
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Thank you, Mav.
about the talking fish
- JM
- Writer. Wheelman. Occasional DIY mechanic. Walking collection of hang-ups. Hopeless romantic. Old-school. Analog soul in a digital world. I am all of these things and more.
1 comment:
Misted-up windows. Haha iloveit:p
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