Poetry Day…….This Short Life

 This Short LifeI'll hold your faceand teach you how to kiss again.Not those drive-by pecksthat you give your grandmother.No apple-bobavoidance of something deepand wet.I'm talking two hands wound through hairget to workclose your eyeslet your mouth go softso it can have more surfaceto feel what's going onTasting deeply of thesweet wet cave-a really mean itkind oflast chanceshow... Continue Reading →

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