In sight
by a darkened soul
memory
of one eye
blind…
To walk upon
a whisper of time
looking
for lov
yet! Blamed! In most
crimes…
Shiver, an quiver, quiet an euphoric
lingering
within an intelligently placed
kiss…
As our lov, becomes distant
an long lost… Memories
of those quiet moments alone,
sooth a beast…
From let go an touching
those across all
known space…
Kiss Memory
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