Emma Kessler Poems

You seem to be here
Hiding in my shadow
Often you feel so real
That I feel your breath
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Hot eyes
Burning salt
Dried on my skin
Constantly replenished
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I feel like I'm falling
In too deep, to quickly
Too far, too fast
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You look at me, and I find
That I have no desire to look back
You smile at me, and I find
That my stomach stand still
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There is no better passage than a book
To take us worlds away
To make us forget everthing
That has troubled us through the day
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She speaks quickly
and with a heavily forced ease
As she reveals the identity
of his new love
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A challenge
That's what it is
I never realized it until now
Whether you intend it or not
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This one here with cheeks like roses
And lips parted into a magnetic smile
This is the one I'll wear when I have to please even the vile
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Who is that person looking back at me?
That form in the photograph?
The face in it seems familiar
Like a skin
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