That first kiss tasted
Like wide-eyed surprise
Like sun-warmed musk and the utter fear
Of being discovered... as Romeo and Juliet's Theme
Rose and soared in your ears
How fleeting
And unimportant that memory feels now
Like a floating feather
Pushed down from the sky
By a sudden downpour
Now,
Under a puddle of mud
It swims
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