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Lonely kisses

to an upturned chin

too long have you stood at that door.

Waiting on yesterday still,

here are your exclusive words

simply said in a way

that only you could decipher or name.

Yes it is your perfume

that gets my attention to turn

in the air that still hangs

it forces me to remember

how your name felt

coming from my mouth.

My mouth, you used to live there

hanging on every syllable

said in the cup of your ear.

Soft and gentle tingles

clearly, you still remember

last night in the rain

it was your forever moment.

Lonely are the kisses today

planted on an upturned chin.