A bold kiss
His ungentle lips as he stole my breath
The words he said with my own air
A hand behind my hip, one locked in my hair
Don’t you remember? I asked
The way you stared and laid me bare
Those deep eyes of oceans and green
Glowing with lust and promise and ease
Is it that easy for you to chase self-preservation
Rather than trust this calm and elation?
I saw that you were sad before and even then
I saw it as a reflection, like my very own skin
I knew you wouldn’t be one to slow down
If you had you would have seen what you found
Because we’re the same, just stepping in different times
If you stepped back you would see our overlapping lives.
VICKI SWEETS 