October 11
lovers kiss where lips don't touch
eyes wide open staring clutch
her attention and her guile
in the shape of her faint smile
and we're not looking away
when the games that we'll play
died in this, moment of bliss
these seconds when our eyes kiss
i know you'll remember this
September 4
sunday afternoon early september
i'm missing the days that i remember
sitting on a red pew in this wedding tomb
friends and some flowers and an ill-lit room
celebrate the triumph of her gender
and ceremony of his blissful doom
a funeral for his youth's surrender
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3 comments:
i like this one too. well the october 11th one.
I enjoyed it myself
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