(11/26/1971 / New York)

The Kiss After Reading My Poetry

you kissed my mouth
full of question
to quiet me, I think

it was my heart you were afraid of
and my love
concerned it would rub off
it was easier to kiss me
than explain
if given free reign
you'd follow me to the end of the world
and then back
just for another kiss.

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