first she kissed
but on lips, only images
of truth remained.
she is now stained
with love so spontaneous
that she cried in the night.
her lips have betrayed her
a knife against heart.
she screamed "I'm in love"
words shot with arrows
molding your being like
fingertips tp edges.
she's stuck in love for all time
days, months, years
she was she.
but still, she continues to feel
remembers his face
those eyes of curt stillness.
from his gaze silence
tears fell, hot against cheeks
she remembers love as lips pressed to lips.
his response, her left sitting alone.
she tried to remember love before
but it was a mark, those arrows struck to a chest
hearts empty in death
love remembers though
that one kiss, that stain
she knew was love.