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In Time You hid, in the corner of my eye, like a speck of dust waiting to swim across my vision. You hid, in the corner of my mind, like some solitary synapse waiting to connect my thoughts into a flash of awareness. I didn't count on you becoming part of me so quickly, so thoroughly. So thoroughly that the taste of you is in every sip of wine, the feel of you is in every texture, the look of you is in all my visions. I'm glad I waited, I'm glad you waited for just the right moment in time. In time, we became the hands on a clock, ever together, ever moving in the same direction, ever marking moments in time. |
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