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Friday, June 8, 2012

An Old Odd Kiss




That moment 
when you stood close 
to my eyes 
was when I felt 
like dying with surprise, 
I don't know how, or why 
but those feelings
still abide. 

Your love always satisfies 
my deepest affection 
towards you; 
words may be left unspoken, 
but I admit the fact 
that I'm still stuck 
with those 
bittersweet memories. 

That moment 
you wrapped your arms 
around me, 
was when I couldn't help 
but tremble; 
so, why do we always eclipse 
in this situation? 

You came to conquer 
these fences of my heart, 
you're an angel 
from a once Heaven's delight; 
that old odd kiss 
will ever stain that night, 
and I would be hungover 
whenever you left, 
for it was very the first time... 

I was drunk by your lips.

Copyright *Jelord Klinn Cabresos @2012

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