A Kiss Stolen, and a Love Lost

Hollow.
Burned-up sorrow
in
a kiss.
    A kiss stolen,
and a love lost.

Perforations to the bones,
suction of marrow,
ligaments clipped asunder,
legs collapsing in clanking noise.

The ashes what remained
of my sadness
are buried in the river,
deep in its drinking of my memories.

Melancholy
madness
in
a kiss.
    A kiss stolen,
and a love lost.


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