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  • Writer's pictureKae Chi


Under the moonlight, I can trace the outline of your face.

The way it glistens across your skin’s surface,

all I could really do was stare.

I’d see a reflection of myself in your eyes

and realize you were staring right back at me.

At the train station,

You cup the side of my face with your hand.

The warmth of your palms melts my perception of time.

I feel a sudden tug against the collar of my shirt

and realize your lips are pressed against mine.


fills the crevices of my heart.

In the morning,

waking up by your side

is a happiness I’ve never felt before.

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