(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Kisses.

As we made love
you kept repeating
“I love getting entangled
in your hair...”
“...and your eyes are blue! ”
As if these were two
of the Seven Wonders of the World

and had to be repeated
like a wondrous charm.
I smiled
and transformed your words
into kisses
kisses

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