I have a memory
A memory of colors
Colors from your clothes
Clothes you wear every day
Every day it registers in my mind
My mind is a place for many things
Things I keep in it are less
Less like two or three
Three's company, but sometimes a crowd
Crowd control is easy when you are close
Close enough to my heart.
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