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i just wrote this.

A Confession:

I kissed the wind while you were gone-
or the wind, it found my tongue.
But the difference, it is not so great
As I enjoyed the soothing rub.

Didn’t you tell me that warmth was joy,
And that joy and love were one?
Well, I say that they are not the same-
cold currents contrive my love.

Tiles of marble caressed my legs
And their handling left me numb-
this following up the icy pains
that I welcomed with palms ungloved.

But then the shivers of life rushed in
And sent my mind to death and god...

that's friggin' awesome.

thanks guys.

I love it. The third stanza is fantastic

thx, again.

i'm still messing with the ending. i want it to be abrupt, but not too abrupt. hmm...