Memory’s delicate tendrils reach out brush the nape of my neck cause an electric shiver that courses down my spine The past whispers syllables sweet and breathy that tickle my ear remember it implores remember Crisp white sheets whiff of cedar sound of the ocean butterfly brush of eyelashes against salty skin strawberry […]

via Memory Brushes Past — Brave and Reckless

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