there are clouds in the sky as i drive home,
cold makes the hair on my arms stand on end.
your scent lingers in my mind,
a dark sea reflected in your curious eyes- an image i can call to mind at an moment.
i lose my mind (sometimes you make me lose my mind too)
sometimes leaving comes too soon.
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