List of people I've kissed
Do you remember like I do,
the way we’d jump with giddy—
Or how we’d grit our teeth,
waiting for something to happen?
Your feeling,
A pulse that nipped the green off my leaves,
like I was holding something in my mouth,
something I couldn’t swallow.
A space between urge & action.
A pause before the pull,
where everything hangs,
and nothing falls.
A candle-age dream,
showing me how to walk.
A guardian spirit,
with the grace to talk.
Fishing for a whale,
to break the tide.
Pockets full of change from the wrong time—
I should trade them like marbles,
so that in hopscotch,
I only worry about tripping.
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