Reminisce

The sugar scrub reminds me of
the sand between our toes;
thrown back to when, on wooden decks,
as summer came to close,
we set up chairs, and passed around
a light for our cigars,
puffed clouds into the balmy night,
laughed hard into the stars.
Our voices echoed out to sea,
and bounced upon the waves.
Though long thought lost, it came to be
that laughter was engraved
in sentimental memories,
brought forth by little more
than everyday simplicities
that reminisce the shore.

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