Bittersweet - Poem by Kelly Curiel
You touch me with chilling fingertips
kisses always bittersweet
every moment was worth savoring
for we knew our love would not last.
Your heart is ice
but your breath is warm
as it brushes my face with desire.
You held me close
when the nights were cold
not knowing your touch made me colder.
In my mind I knew our path lead nowhere
Yet in my heart resonated a glimmer of hope.
Our love was a candle in a swift wind,
But I will cherish you still.
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