i want to kiss you so much,
for hours, all night long, all the way through
december, years after years,
your cheeks, your lips, your ears
your neck, slender
like a snake, my kisses render
a meandering path. and whisper to you
my dear, words of the days of the wanting
waiting to be recovered.
the distance lies between
how i could and why i can't.
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