Hey, Calliope — Part three

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My doubts became insignificant when our souls encountered

I am living off and basking on the memory of yesterday, patiently waiting to create more remarkable ones with you.

I felt your breath on my face, your nervous silence vibrated in my soul.

I had your feet on my face…. Oh, Deja vu.

Your footprints littered my heart I have no space for fear…..

And every time I try to write a poem, I am reminded that you are the poem.

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When the candle flickers its last silent breath, the thought of you is enough to sustain the night

Even when the sky is flooded with twinkling bright stars, all I want is the sparkle of your eyes.

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