Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Friday, February 15, 2013

UNTITLED MEMORY................

After the kiss, I started saving for a ring you never chose
planning for our anniversary
not knowing if we could make it to that day
I called my parents to meet you by the next date
because if kissing is this good
what can a kiss do to me from lips
below the waist
I swore,
I felt a moment of paralysis 
and regaining myself
through metamorphosis 
I was looking for redemption
while I had this blank look,
followed  by eyes still closed and lips
still at pucker
I reach down like I was pulling my pants up
to pull my manhood back on
A kiss
that melted me away
like chip of glacier in the arctic
during a ozone summer
I was still drawn into your smile
like north points meeting south points
on magnets
had me still gasping for air like the long
drop on a roller coaster ride
or fall without a parachute
towards a landing without a ground floor
"Kiss me" I asked
without saying it
just staring at your smeared gloss
on parted lips
that I can kiss you for the first time, again

By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected

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