I remember the kiss.
Those red lips. Those cold hands.
I remember the pleasure. I remember the need.
I remember you telling me girls can kiss girls too and my walls crumbling around me.
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Daydreaming | Wattys 2019
Poesíaday•dream (n) a series of thoughts that distract one's attention from the present. - A collection of poems made by yours truly. All Rights Reserved © 2018 Juanita Cadavid
