Dawn Kisses

We kissed.

Vodka and gin soaked tongues

Strong hands grasping on to hips

Hearts pounding against the rib cage

not mine though.

Mine had stopped

I didn’t feel it beating at all

Maybe it had drowned

from the drinks that night

But it definitely wasn’t racing

I don’t remember the kiss much

except that your lips were soft

and you weren’t aggressive or

trying to get to places

I wouldn’t have let you.

Kiss me again

without the alcohol stained breaths

Kiss me

so I’ll know for sure

That maybe you’re worth another kiss

or that this isn’t worth it.

and will never happen again

Kiss me again.

Yours truly,

Painted Shadow


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