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Jul 15, 2010

Goodnights

Your kiss at night spellbinds me
But moreso it closes the day
Saying,
that was mine
You are mine
And,
this life is ours
As wax sealed upon a fibered envelope

The kiss is warm, final

An imprint of what we've got.

May I kindly have another.

~m.harris

1 comment:

Weza said...

oh my I love your poetry!