Tell me the story of your past
in its black and white glory.
Tell me of that first date
in the sprinking rain
ratty shirts and work clothes.
That was a day
But now it is gone.
Tell me the moment of pause
of how we teased
and I pressed my head to your heart.
Tell me of the moment I grabbed your hand
and we walked off together
into today.
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