Sunday, July 5, 2015

That Kiss


The bed is warm
Where you lay
The indentation
Of our histories
Flattening out
In the cooling air

We held each other
Kissing with the
Angry angst
Of those who
May not
Kiss again

And I wonder
What you thought
As held our gaze
Surfacing for air
But we are men
We do not talk

An illicit affair
By dictionary definition
For you were taken
And I was free
But definitions, don’t
Describe our loneliness

Ah, that loneliness,
That exquisitely soul stripping
Loneliness
Do you blame me?
For that kiss

That naked brief kiss

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