Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Paper Moon

I left the light on for you last night
I fell asleep, sitting at the kitchen table
You woke me, and kissed me
And left a smudge of someone else's lipstick there on my lips

1 comment:

  1. Years later, I'll still remember her scent in the waves of your hair, feel the ghosts of her fingertips dance on your hipbone.

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