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Do you remember?

Do you remember the first day we met?
The sun gave a whopping smile
That exposed the nakedness of the sky
A hi exchanged from four eyes
Emotional words wrapped behind sounds
And the whispers of our thoughts

Do you remember the first night at the park?
Nature’s splendour carving the moon’s jealousy
The sky at its best costume
The arts, the cinema, and two lovely souls at the park

Do you remember the night we first kissed?
Perfect moments stowed in time forever
The thoughts, the lips, and the gentle kisses
The journey to the seventh heaven

Do you remember the first void?
Seven oceans sever bodies but not our souls
Through two thick cords and platoons of air
We talked and laughed and shared deep feelings

Do you remember the first argument?
You became the wind, I was the ocean;
We fought not to be over
But to be together, forever
The words of war became the words of love

Do you remember the first romance?
Two bodies moving in sync on wedding’s night
One moaning and the other groaning in compliment
Breathtaking night in our deepest love diary

Do you remember all that we did in time?
How we laughed and played and sang and danced
How we shared and cared and encouraged
How we did our things in our own world
Do you remember that life has been nothing without you…?

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