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Poetry and Short Stories. At times lovely and at times dark.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
The Kiss of Death
The Kiss of Death
The kiss of death
was never awful.
It was the touching-
release-
of my lover's lips
against my own,
and the rumination:
that I need no more.
-Matthew Koutzun
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