In the Kiss (2)

A shift from fluttering to pain
where my heart resides –
A reminder of agony from before
stunned by this strange overwhelming heat.
We fell, like a tree to the floor,
dying over and over again;
at the sight of him.
The path all too familiar.
The rhythm so similar.
Short trips with passion and pain.
Seeking desperarely for some resistance,
the only response  –
the wawl of warning in my ears;
and the thump, thump of my heart.
Close on their heels, an escaped sigh
disappearing into his possessive mouth.
Banishing all else into oblivion,
safe a satisfied moan, ‘I am home.’


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