a poem a day while my heart is away*
& i just can't stop thinking about that kiss
it's so disney cliche, but i felt my heart stop and start again, all at once
i felt the hands of a god lift my blackened soul away
i felt redemption and torture at the same time
i felt regret and pride
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i wish it was my first kiss
(and my last kiss)
and every kiss in between
i wish every other set of lips mine have touched would burn and drown like useless feathers
i wish i could exorcise the memory of them
you are the alpha and omega and i see balance in the way you kiss
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you're cruel, really,
expecting me to go on with living without living with you
i trace sonnets in the sand
and limericks into the sheets you left half-empty
lights off when i'm with you, then you're light years away
kisses are redefined now thanks to your lips of spun gold
and i'm left here waiting