Kiss me, my knucklehead Stop running Don’t tease Just be Still Breathe Clear your mind Exhale I’m here When will you See Accept my embrace Relax This is where you belong You’re too far away To kiss me now, my knucklehead Pull me close Closer Closer still So close neither Of us ends or beginsContinueContinue reading “Poem: KISS OF LIFE by LaShawnda Jones”
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