Touch
with the desolate smell
of silence suspended over them
the younger man
kissed the forehead of the elder
a soft gesture,
and by tommorow
no kisses needed
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put a red cross
upon my forehead,
spit a heated vent
of lusted fury,
an ambient smile
in return,
for i do not care
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Decided Quickly
Each flicker of her eyes
lashes painted pain
upon me.
In warm blanket huddle,
I decided,
fo her contemplating alone
was painful,
for me the descision was worse
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