Unfinished

Bonds unbroken

Words unspoken 

Time forever changing.

A kiss unforgotten

I still feel intoxicated

I still feel infected

She didn’t just kiss my lips

She kissed my mind

I  still  remember her perfectly knitted  braids

That crooked smile, 

Her fine curves. 

I’m still intoxicated

I’m still infected

A cocktail of love, unshaken.

A Bond unbroken

Too many words unspoken

I’m still intoxicated

I’m still infected

And now the remnants of our love

Are but shadows in my nightmares

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