A moment I can’t remember
I search for that feeling
One I can’t grasp
Forgotten the last
While the first stamped on my heart
Still I feel butterflies
That feeling when our lips first touched
If only I knew the last was it
I would’ve savored the taste
Your soul lingered with mine
As if it were to last forever
Our souls separate
Float along wandering a different universe
Trying to reconnect the disconnect
Where do I go?
I capture a moment
Memory still fresh of true love’s first kiss
A first touch
A last glance
I stand bare before you
These lips part
“Should I go?”
“Yes.”
-Asia Aneka Anderson, True Love's Last Kiss 2019(c)
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