First Date
We said goodnight,
But the day played on
Eternally whimsical in my mind.
The rushes of chilled, refreshing words
And shudders of love’s fair game.
New, like a full-blown honeymoon,
The nonexistent touch of the lips,
The kiss of delusion.
We tasted a picture of reality.
Then I hit the bed,
And in the darkness,
A burst of the most spectacular sexuality
Ripped me,
And sent me into the land of dreams.
-jenn long
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