Monday, June 9, 2008

the cold kiss of your shoulder

you leaned forward and kissed me in the moment
then claimed it was the heat of it or the copious alcohol
you quickly blamed the safety of the nature of us
saying it was nothing, simply for it's sake alone

when with true intentions I tried to kiss you back
though sweet, you turned in haste from any kindness
my lips hit your shoulder, burning cold brushed me aside
and you laughed, spinning playfully away

I watched with desire as you danced deviously
revealing in recoil your heart hard as stone
it had led mine blindly, mischievously to capture
severing it's perspective with your confusing tone

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