the kisses you
planted onto
my begging lips
in that old
book store
let the stories
living inside
come to life,
including mine

the music that made me
feel in love stopped
halting my eyes on
his dreaming body
I could still hear
the noise of a run-down car,
his steady breaths muffled
under my chest as he
slept on my lap,
and my heart was
beating for him,
as the music started again