Jesus.
I met you once.
Jesus!
We were at a playground with no return address?
Dressed like little soldiers in pink.
What location missed desiring your company.
I was there.
Just think.
I was there.
"What location missed desiring your company."
I didn't...
miss the location
desiring your company.
Fleeting pastimes.
Fleeting pastimes of emotion
memory fading -
my memory fading.
My memory fading when in another reality
the world seemed coil spring.
Those days pass I don't recall.
I remember being there.
(But I don't recall.)
Fleeting pastimes.
In this naval ship
moving upward and downward
over the wild blue ocean.
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