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Etched In My Memory

I look at your face as we talk
The face I cannot touch with my hands
I follow the outlines of your features
With my eyes
And draw them
On my mental sketchbook
I study every part
Noting each minute detail
Your features become
Indelibly etched in my memory
The picture is my treasure
Preserved for later
For I don't know
When I shall get to see you again

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Yes I adore the simplicity of style here and the content means something to me.
Exquisitely crafted and delicately conveyed impressions of a romantic meeting. Thanks.