blow me a kiss goodbye
Pairs of slippers
And knives sharpened on your skin.
Memories of kisses and
Locked tongue studs.
So you will forget me,
You will forget me and hate our memory.
The last kiss on my forehead,
And a shirt unbuttoned one too many.
Love me not,
or at least,
no more.
But,
blow me a kiss goodbye.
(c) xoxoCharis Vera @ 2:00:00 PM
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