Lingering Grasps
I wish I knew
What was on your mind
When our lips met
Was this intended
Or was it purely instinct
An impulse of fancy
What I remember
The hug, and kiss on the cheek
The turn of the head
And the look
You had, and the beat
Of my heart
Booming in my ears
As you leaned in and
Our lips met
Only to look
In your eyes and
kiss you again
Lips so soft
And the pounding in ears
As a hand on chest
And a look
As you left, and the feel
Of your hand
As it slipped
And lingered on mine
As we said goodbye
Leaving me wonder
The intent of actions
Of forbidden lips
And lingering grasps
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