a memory, and a drawing, from some years ago
The first Kiss
endless restless drawing
she softly holds his hand
"try to loosen up a bit
feel it, don't think it"
scribbles still intense
he knows that she is watching
he is waiting
for her to long again
her scent fills his body
she doesn't even know
but then she does
and it starts, as always, with a kiss...
Poetry by Eli
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Written on 2009-03-31 at 19:58
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