"I remember how seeing the shape of your mouth
that first time, I kept staring until my blood turned to
rain.
Some things take root in the brain and just don’t let
go."
~ T.S. Elliot, Slow Dance
While kissing her
He was thinking of how to leave
To flee the corpus delicti of expectation
Once he wanted to stay
With her
(any her)
To stop the pain
To bring the sleep
He remembers what Catherine once told him
“I would kiss you now if I thought it would help…”
She knew the truth
Metaphors are real
A kiss doesn’t bring life back
Only love does
He was thinking of how to leave
To flee the corpus delicti of expectation
Once he wanted to stay
With her
(any her)
To stop the pain
To bring the sleep
He remembers what Catherine once told him
“I would kiss you now if I thought it would help…”
She knew the truth
Metaphors are real
A kiss doesn’t bring life back
Only love does
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