Your hidden kiss
Your skinflirts with my vision
I smile subconsciously
and purse my lips
Your color
stirs the background
I let it wash me
my eyelids flutter
Your closeness
invades history
I remember time
and exhale the past
Poetry by Hans Bump
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Written on 2012-06-17 at 03:39
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