snapshots of bliss
peppermint kisses
thickshakes with straws
petulant pouts and puckers
like breaking waves
of flower petals, dusky
soft and supple and scented
sneaky grins and smiles
stretched from ear to ear
pursed in consternation
undulating in conversation
a mouth in motion
and as another calendar
comes to a close
I remember the sensation
of those lips pressed to mine
in a New Year's midnight moment
unrepeatable, irretrievable
and I hope
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