Sunday, 19 January 2014

Just one kiss

Kiss me 'til I don't know who I am anymore.
So I forget that I feel empty sometimes. 
So I don't have a chance to worry how inadequate I am, 
or if I love you or not, 
or where this is going.
Kiss me so that all I know is lips on my lips, 
your hand on my cheek, 
the darkness inside my eyelids, 
and the beat of my heart.
Stop thinking. 
Just kiss me. 

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