Piccola Scimmia

It's How I Know I Knew - Poem by Piccola Scimmia

That kiss that would free me,
That kiss that would liberate me.
That kiss that would save me.
That kiss.

Our lips lock, mouths one at the touch.
And no saying which one was whose,
Where his borders stopped and mine began,
Or mine stopped, his began.

That kiss.
And all that which anchored me,
And reassured me in that place,
Where I would lose myself willingly.

His eyes,
Talking to me.
Calling me,
To come home.

June 11,2015

Topic(s) of this poem: oneness

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

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