I Borrowed Time
I borrowed time to redeem a wish
A first, yet sadly, final kiss
A connection of primitive impulses
But nothing could prepare me for this
A rush of emotions I'd laid to rest
With no intent to resurrect
Then a simple kiss upon the neck
The gesture seeps, the kiss infects
Recalling how you made me shudder
Silent memories growing clearer
As though shot by a master photographer
And your eyes became my favourite colour
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