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SERGIO M. VACCARO
Writer // Director // Editor
A Special Day
I remember us against our brick wall in that historic city
Our wall, the one I leaned my back against
the fragments of cement digging into my skin as I held you close
My arms wrapped around your chest, my hands cupping your breasts
and the pulse of my wrists dancing between the beat of your throbbing heart
I told you why I loved you that day
I told you why I loved you every day
I dont think I tell you as much now but please dont forget that I love you always
I love you for everything, for so much, but especially because
that was our day
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