Wednesday, December 23, 2009

our kiss

our kiss lingers
lip marks bruise on pale and unexposed skin
bite marks on my breast plate

remembrance and memory
fading more everyday, like a fog
bending to whatever shape eases my heart

but I can feel your teeth and tongue on my psyche
I can taste you in the deepest darks of my senses
your sweat and saliva and juices
nourishing the obsession that lurks behind my eyes

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