Desire Unexplained.

Repeated flitting.

desire – 
rejection – 
rebellion – 
defences

Each memory of a touch,
phantom kiss,
thrills of butterflies,
absent in the present.

Yet present in the absence.

Face to face,
pictures – a false light,
too harsh and bright.

Touch and kiss,
linger, please,
don’t stray.

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