And the best and worst of this is
That neither is most to blame,
If you have forgotten my kisses
And I have forgotten our name.
graffiti of thoughts-
and so it began
so it was fated to end
with each step of the beginning
ok- forward,
a love of fate.
Kissing made me lose myself,
gone and never wanting to come back- to being alone. Sadness can be overcoming me, overcoming the circumstances and compounding our separation, lost when will we be together. You died the day you were overcome with doubt and its all the illusion that was built as your memory fades to Grey and then to black. Dust in space, and the currents are walking us along.
the good guy-
she said
kiss me
and its the best kiss
just that one kiss that time- then time-
stopped us from doing anything
just kissing and it’s the beginning
Time is in-front of us, with that wet juicy kiss, holding us still
time goes by and the kiss is shorter,
-its anonymous in the beginning.
She said kiss me one more time and
its not over when your lost in a kiss
remembering kissing is forever,
those lips that parted mine and slowly made me lose time-
