a moment...

a tender moment of infinite clarity,with knowledge succinct to the brim,how to capture the mood of the day,and bring it back again ten years later.especially how the jazz flowed through your fingers when you picked up the silver fork.I couldn't stop smiling every time you blinked.I heard words before, but not this way.I saw the world in a flutter while it was spinning us away.
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