Remembering

I see your true heart

through the lens of our lifetimes;

too many to count.

I inhale your breath

and recognize your laughter;

echoing old days.

I feel your embrace

and remember your whispers;

against my forehead.

I hold you again

dreaming, so I remember;

when my body sleeps.

When we meet again

I will know you by your heart;

your breath, your embrace.

And I will love you

better than I did today;

by remembering.

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