The Day I Met You
The waves lapped at our feet
toes embedded in sand
grains caught in the slats of
the wooden picnic table planks.
Without warning, a wave surged
forward and washed over our feet.
A reflexive jump back,
but I was still wet.
Without warning, you reached out
and grabbed my hand.
Something inside me lit up like
a firework on...... .
And I knew that day
I would never be the same again.
AKSHR
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