kiss
intoxicating,
like the first
gentle
waves
of an opium dream.
mesmerizing,
this robber of speech,
this stealer of tongues.
a hundred lonely spirits
look down gently
over the shoulder,
a brief epiphany
with the meaning
lost
in the moment
and the moment
simply
lost.
intoxicating.
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