I Get Lost Poem by Mark Heathcote

I Get Lost



I get lost in her kiss
And even my self-awareness
Goes oddly amiss
I feel like I am onboard the
Star trek enterprise.

Drifting through unknown galaxies
Remembering her last wanton look
The lust in her eager closing eyes,
Teleports me to where time,
That oxygen in my lungs has no demise.

Thursday, February 6, 2014
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