A Kiss On The Cheek

By Tara Nolan

A nervous wry smile,
And complements on my dress,
With a kiss on the cheek for an old flame,

Grazing my skin,
An odd uncertainty for
Lips which had already tasted my mouth,

A tongue which had known mine,
And wrapped its self lovingly in dank warmth,
Murmured pleasantries,

As I inhaled your scent,
You flooded memories and clung to my sheets,
Wavered on my skin,

A kiss on the cheek for an awkward ex lover,
A kiss on the cheek for somber butterflies,
A kiss on the cheek, a dagger through the heart.

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