silver kiss
silent kiss
kisses in the dark

no cinnamon burn
      on my lips
no fireworks

nothing special.

it wasn't special
until the next day.

the special hit
with the force of a firework
        inside my chest
with the burn of cinnamon
        in my brain, in my mouth, in my heart.

it hit when I realized
that little kisses
sweet kisses
silver kisses
slow, gentle kisses

make you greedy.