Chip N. Dip
Joined November 2017
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Trying to Remember
You always ask me if I remember the sound of your heart, but I can't remember the sound because our hearts beat as one with each other. You are the beat of my heart and I the beat of yours. It's like footsteps. Bump. Bump. Bump. Bump. One right after another in the march that is our love.
By Chip N. Dip6 years ago in Poets