WE shared sunshine and laughter beneath an umbrella with cocktails and
absences of cloths –you had a glint within your eyes: remembering ancient
memories from ‘ago.’  I touched your skin (forearm)and you awoke.  Toes deep
in sand//Explaining how you do this from time-to-time.\  you asked for another
Manhattan i retrieved it for you.
   you drunk bitch.
:: 08.19.2020 ::

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