Poem Windy and Continued

Poem Windy and Continued

very cold. My small
and panicked last
kiss was like making
a noise to make sure
I was there

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very cold. My small
and panicked last
kiss was like making
a noise to make sure
I was there

Your quiet
mouth was only
space–a kiss
reversed and kept
inside to bite.

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