The Kiss

December 18, 2018 ~ Babs

He pressed his lips
Over her past
The rough edges
Dented thoughts
Hidden behind
Bruised memories
Reading lessons
In the curves of her body
Turning soft pages
Feeling her yearning
For survival

3 thoughts on “The Kiss”

Bill says:

December 18, 2018 at 6:47 pm

Utterly rich and beautiful. Well done!

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1. Babs says:
  
  December 18, 2018 at 6:47 pm
  
  Thanks ☺️
  
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  1. Bill says:
    
    December 18, 2018 at 7:51 pm
    
    My pleasure!
    
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