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I remember that first time we kissed, After that year, before our goodbyes, Looked up to see your watery ocean eyes, fill my veins. I remember kissing your storm, falling from your blue ocean heart. I remember, I remember us, I remember it all! What I remember the most? My heart dying, in miss of yours, We pulsate golden breath. I remember all of this, for you are my treasure. For a night. Unsatisfied. - Erica Varela