Tuesday, January 21, 2020

tingle

the tingle you felt on your lips
one last small reminder
a connection that is always there
the rest that you shed blindly

always that same chemistry
the match held to my flame
igniting things in both of us
neither to place blame

I can't promise to keep it
like a desert fire it'll blaze
always a spark rekindled, not
extinguished by monsoon rain
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Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing your heart!

Anonymous said...

have you been wearing that lipstick again?