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I remember those late late nights.
with you running in my head.
no technology, just dimmed lights. 
just me and that rosary.
I heard you were in desperate times..
 
Made me shed a tear and cry.
You adore the puckering sour of fresh limes
My heart yearned for you; yet you couldn't hear me.
So I prayed softly at night.
holding that dear rosary.
each deca, each bead, *dribble*

Hoping, wishful thinking 
Stoned faced, but cracked easily by your water.
Rain pours out from missing you
Each drop a dribble  *flash* memory.
never stoping to haunt me.....
 
Each deca. with a wish for success.
your striving... holding on... Staying strong.


-silence-cuts deep. 

I knew I had you, yet I doubt you.
Your smile is my joy. Your tears were my pain.
What will i ever do? except be
thankful we have met, 

The sense of fresh cut limes set free.
The last feeling i have felt, 
from you is the warm of your grace. 
That would pucker my lips and
express my face. 
-Ems'ilverscripts.


-Poet's note.- 
Calmed by minty memories. My grandfather was a family value man, and the sweetest to my grandmother. Vintage photographs and fresh summer breeze, held tight,-slice- green shades ripples on a wooden board. dropped in clear glass, poured over ice. 

Thank you taking the time in glancing in my eyes, enjoy the warmth of the next sunrise.

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