Unbloom


i think your lips touched

mine

but

i don’t know if you  ever  reallly

kissed me,

i wonder about who you were

before we met…

did you ever feel love flutter within your hands

and promise to keep it safe,

let it touch your chest and  nest within you

or have you always drifted without wings 

around pyres of storks mourning unbloomed love in ash trays

wisping  goodbyes

instead of hello

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