Love

Love 

What an underrated, yet 

Agonizingly beautiful way to 

Waste our days. 

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When she pours a cup of tea

Watch carefully how she sips it.

One knee bent,

Leaning against the counter.

Thoughts of last night

Sketched in her mind.

A playful smile tugs at her lips

As she remembers,

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The Bed

How is it

That one place can have

So many moments encased 

Within its existence, yet

Whenever I go back 

I remember 

The times

The looks

The love 

The ache.

But the place remains the same.