Saturday, February 12, 2011

Valentine

In the tall grass as the day grew late,
I remember the taste in my mouth, metallic and sweet.
I wanted you to kiss me, but you didn't.
You just wrapped your arms around me and pressed your face into my neck and let warm breaths graze my spine.
There were other fearless bold moves but this was the boldest...

It was a good hiding place...and they never found us.

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