kiss kiss

i liked it.
tentative like the first time, the last time,
a rhyme you have never considered,
a smile that's never been bitter.
i turn my head;
he could mean anything and i'd never know and that
i positively refuse to do.

this week i was loose, undone
just looking for a bodice-ripper and some easy fun,
but it just makes you more,
because i remember before,
when everything meant so much and i threw it away.

so our first time was the first time,
and it's just like that every
single
day.