when you kiss me goodbye, i imagine you are holding my face in your hands. you watch me for what seems like lifetimes, but more like just a few seconds.
studying the curvature of my face, curiously
memorizing, burning it into your heart so that you can kiss me over and over
again, every time you close your eyes.
you trace my lips with your thumb from the right to
the left
up my cheek, to the corner of my eye, then down again
underneath my chin and around to the other side.
i imagine you pulling me into you. my eyes are
lowered, you lower yours to meet them.
your nose gently grazes mine. your lips part to
take mine in. your tongue softly outlines my lips before the kiss.
the soft, gentle kiss.
and i can feel that kiss each time i breathe in, each
time my eyes close, each time i see your face.
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