Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

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Monday

Your voice, when you first

called out my name

and every time after that.

–the most beautiful song in the world.

 

Tuesday

Your smile

how it shines like the rays

of the magnificent sun—my sun.

 

Wednesday

Your hands, the warmth

of your touch, from the accidental brushes

to that tight grip that speak of

assurance, innocence.

 

Thursday

Your eyes, how those black pearls always

seem to pierce through me, my soul, that

I always had to look down,

look away, scared

that it may be able to see.

 

Friday

You.

 

Saturday

You.

Sunday

You.

It won’t do.

 

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