Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Truth of a Kiss

I long to taste your kiss again,

soft, and wet against my lips.




Like rose petals, moist and

fragrant,we exchanged




breath between our lungs,

inhaling and exhaling,




longing to live eternally

between pages we




will never see.


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note: looking at this the morning after, ehhh.

I don't think that ending really works.

Maybe I should rewrite it.

2 comments:

Stranger said...

I like the ending. It gives a twist to the romanticized kiss - perhaps the kissers are trying to become immortalized in the other's story or pages of a book of memories?

R said...

at least you liked it.