Rings Poem by Charles Lara

Rings



The cold wall
against my back
made me
hold her tighter
and she
kissed me
softly
slowly
and I
kissed her
back
without ever
turning back
and so we
impaled
each other
with cupid’s arrow
and so it was
the beginning
of our pain...

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