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January 28, 2008


Filed under: Poetry,Writing — litlove @ 12:07 pm

From Becoming Amethyst

If he’d have stolen a kiss, what
would’ve happened next? If he’d

leant in hard and pressed against
my heart-shaped mouth, his tongue

entering that damp cave,
tasting the syrupy turning

of my sweet tooth – what would
have happened next? Oh I wonder –

does life hinge on moments like this,
undone? If he’d have pushed

his smoky lips over mine,
I swear my kiss could

not have lied – then I know
what would’ve happened

next. The answers lie
in the seasons, in the trees,

in the daffodil bulbs
ready to push through this sopping

January mud. I know what always
happens next. Blooms

and weeds, that kiss, tingling
promise of life, oh it never fails

to bring a new beginning, yes! –
another cycle of decay.


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