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Friday, June 19, 2015

Adrift

When it's dark
And the world sleeps
My dreams are the same
Panicked and lost
Adrift at sea... alone
The sunset's reflection 
Paints the water apricot
So rich in colour 
I can smell it
That lovely scent
I smile and relax
Lose myself in it
Knowing I am safe
It's your hair in my face
And the lovely smell
Of your apricot shampoo
I needn't worry
For you are close

- © Jackson Cambridge, 2015.





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