How do I know you werent the one for me,
Whether you cut the rope of destiny?
You did drink the potion,
Silently hoping for darkness.
But why profess your love?
Why would one be peeled open,
Exposed as never before,
Prance naked for joy
Of what lay underneath the cheek,
Yet feel absence for a shoulder?
Some say to let go
And fall into the arms you love
Is breathtaking as much as your first kiss
With the one who truly
Sees you
Envelopes you
Absorbs you
Bleeds for you,
But why did we have our last kiss?
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