Ms. Mayo / Second First Kiss. Oct. 10, 2018

One hand on my cheek
and one on my jaw,
you grounded me in the void of our friend’s closet.

Your lips on mine,
like clouds on fire.

Oh my, miss.

Even now, laying in the grass and silence of the day,
even after all the miles and years
we have drifted from each other,
I find you again
in Shakespeare sonnets
and when the sun breaks free from the clouds.


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