
It was a good kiss---
a really good kiss---
the kind they wrote about in Motown songs
It changed my life
the scale of my expectation
ruining forthcoming suitors
such a young age to be certain of perfection
stupefied, in fact
and I was silly
and unfortunate in my inability to contain the smile
But I knew then
like I know now
that the kiss and the crow's feet---
and the hand behind his walk
well---
they were going to be the end of me.
What a way to go!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery. A well imagined piece!
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