Daily Archives: April 23, 2015
As Perfect As I’d Hoped, Except
Flush with the heat of remembering your hand at my hip. It was one kiss. Just the once. I re-live it every waking moment, that pure, perfect instant where I asked for something, and got it, without pretense. I was … Continue reading
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Tagged hope, love, poem, poems, poetry, sadness, unrequited, writing
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