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feature film

my friends always told me

that kisses

don't happen like they do

in the movies

but they don't know

about our well played roles

by the river

when you caressed me

like the stream running over small rocks

and you kissed my lips like the waves

kiss the shore

it was like a scene

depicted in the summer

when the sun is hotter

than the sun burnt skin

of the young, naïve hearts

chasing a good storyline

 

-a.f.

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