Quatorze – Post Six-Hundred-Eighty-Nine

I Am: This poem:

I’m the girl swaying in the wind
I’ve got all sorts of gadgets hanging from my neck
‘Cause I don’t want to risk losing a moment with you.

I found I loved how your eyes glisten with the sun
With the simple snap of a button.
I discovered a world of intrigue in your hands
With a soft click.
I’ve forever captured the way you walk in Autumn
& if you listen real close, you can hear the sound of the leaves beneath your feet.
I’ve silenced your laugh, but I’ll always hear it ringing in my ears.
I’ve frozen that smile in your eyes …

So I’ll never forget the taste of your smile
The sweet scent of your laugh
Or the feel of your walk beside me
Because I’m the girl swaying in the wind
& I’ve got all sorts of gadgets hanging around my neck
Just so I never forget,
Never lose,

A moment with fleeting you.

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