I still visit the almanac of our ongoing chats just to feel the vibe,
In the stretching map of night forest nobody ever finds.
Muddy splash on my thigh. Misty-eyed in a pair of glistening lines.
All of me, I expose to the danger of beauty called life.
“Feels like home. First time ever," said I.
Sitting on the bedside watching you,
A blank profile viewed from behind.
In the room filled with warm candle light,
Something more than the moonshine gently touches my mind.
No proof for people to talk about. No sounds for people to hear.
But I know you’re there. And I just thought about you.
I have a good sense of direction,
In this enchanting peacefulness of our dreamland.
You left the mark each time you hugged me from behind.
Smells like honey. Never gets old.
You never question me for anything. That is everything.
Stay there. And remember me.
River on Baltic Sea 
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