Poetry corner
Yeah, I dabble in poetry. The interesting thing is, I never know when and where it's going to come out. I ended up writing most of this down in bed, in the soft part of the day just before sleep comes. I took a look in the morning, and fleshed it out.
It's called "The Kiss"
The small talk ends;
And the awkward silence begins
Collectively, chests heave with a sigh;
Grins on the verge of laughter
Clumsy teenagers again;
Anxious, confused, excited
An embrace that comes too quick;
Lips press
The kiss
Lips press, but smiles underneath;
Her eyes are open, and so are yours
Eyes locked, focus, but fantasy, too;
One kiss, another and another
Lips press, eyes locked;
The kiss ends
Two hearts skip;
Until the next
Kiss
It's called "The Kiss"
The small talk ends;
And the awkward silence begins
Collectively, chests heave with a sigh;
Grins on the verge of laughter
Clumsy teenagers again;
Anxious, confused, excited
An embrace that comes too quick;
Lips press
The kiss
Lips press, but smiles underneath;
Her eyes are open, and so are yours
Eyes locked, focus, but fantasy, too;
One kiss, another and another
Lips press, eyes locked;
The kiss ends
Two hearts skip;
Until the next
Kiss
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Take care of yourselves. CS