Hidden, We Kissed

a night remembered by

the whispers in the dark

and breathy sighs

shared between two

young lovers

speaking through

shaking hands 

and not a clue of what do

with themselves

or their lips, 

desperately trying to

find love

because in every

kiss, stroke, hug, and thrust

there is more than lust

there is a need to be close

and feel the body heat

of someone you love 

more than yourself



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