Life’s been good

When I kissed you,
it tasted like a poem.
A port for which I longed.
Those dismal years behind me,
now a blossom’s tint, born again.
And when I leave this world,
I will take our love madness
to another place.
So you can place a single kiss
upon my lips, and so it begins again.

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