Memories (Poetry)

He smiled at her playfully as she placed her hair behind her ears.
She felt the breeze push against her instincts to stay calm as her hair strands took a life of their own.
It was chilly but the sun was still bright so she wore sunglasses that day.
He reached for her hand and wrapped his fingers over hers.
It took her by surprise but she held onto his hand as her cheeks turned red.
She looked towards her side and came face to face with a beautiful fountain that reminded her of her dear old friend.


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