Flights of Fancy: Kiss #Poetry

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Time had not yet made a sound

The world lay in waiting for the first breath

For words to be spoken and life to awake

Sound breaking the silence, life, as we know it, has begun

We meet, we love, we live

The year’s pass, winter has found us

Cold hard like the world outside

Angry words fill our days

Love is hanging on a thread

We barely talk, touching is long forgotten

Time has frozen the love we once knew

We live like ghosts under the same roof

Love remembered keeps me here

When you no longer want me

Kiss me with poison on your lips…

©Anita Dawes

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