You tasted like brown sugar
Yes, brown sugar, milder to the lips
deep molasses flavor to my tongue tips
like a perfect crystalized toffee
you smelt like a mixture, yes a mixture of rum and cigarette
irresistible and creamy, but just
right enough to make it dreamy.
You touched me warm, yes warm like an old handwoven
sweater
thin in layer but thick enough
to exfoliate my dried flair
I saw you me, yes me
who is intertwined with hope and fear
and heard your heartbeat
like a murmur soft enough to calm
your breath but heard enough to
stop the fluttering of my pounding heart.
Hey you, can you believe
I can still feel you in my lips, tongue, eyes, ears, nose,
and in my every single breathe,
our first kiss
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