Thursday, December 31, 2015
Monday, December 28, 2015
An Extravagant Place
It is an extravagant place where this memory resides
like a precious relic on a velvet display at a museum that
only I
can enter and truly view
my footsteps alone echo upon the halls
again and again
to see you once more
feel your touch
my breath upon your skin
our public display of affection
that only true lovers know
it was and in essence
is
the longest of kisses
my greatest longing
it is an extravagant place
I suppose
long kisses always are.
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