Kiss of Death
Soft thy lips
Kisses sweet
Samples of divine
A gesture forms
The lips of thee
& placed them over mine.
Too much
Too soon
Too eagerly
To believe it
To be true
Or was it all a dream?
One thing I think
A lot about
If it could of been
My last known death
Began this life
Until I die again.
~~~STB
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