I meet her mouth and taste her lips.
Cough medicine kisses.
Lingering, fluid and staunch.
Stretching, compressing, retching, professing, ingesting.
Her taut skin contains a map of a place I’d never been.
My soul weighs more at death because my life insisted upon hoarding hardened happenstances.
I pushed my luck when engaging chance, a mistake that has sown happiness.
Although, in truth, I didn’t try that hard.
I just pressed for my due and proper.
Time passed me by, indifferent to my weak gravity.
I drain slowly into her, and allow what little force I have left to ebb.
Her eyes, windows through which I’m seen, but can’t view past.
They turn me inward and I feel the seer of a hot volcanic blue conscience.
She brings me to the edge, then slowly over.
It’s in this instant, that I realize I have been on both sides all along.
I just couldn’t see it.
My last kiss, better than the first, will forever put me at odds with fulfillment.
Chasing a myth that became my reality.
Heroine ain’t got nothing on the eternity of the void.
Shortness of Breadth
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