Remember those nights,
when we would lay
on your floor
with the cat,
curled up in a huge throw blanket
watching cheesey horror movies?
I do.
Remember those nights,
when we'd sit
on your deck
sipping lemonade
on your Kiwi lounge chairs
clasping hands
watching Auckland wake up for the night?
I do.
Remember when we'd
chase each other
on the beach?
Scarves flying
in the warm summer breeze
tackling each other,
letting the waves wash over us...
Remember that?
I do.
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