They’re different from normal kisses.
Maybe it’s because he had chapstick on today, walking me from my car so I could go to South or home. It was noticeably different from when we’re kissing otherwise. Of course, those other times are often in the dark– outside of one of our houses, in the back of his car…
I like both. I think you need both. It’s not like we’re going to start making out in broad daylight. And it’s not like we’re going to be timid when we’re in private.
Parking lot kisses are different. Sweeter, somehow. Softer. Unblurred by the frenzy of heavy breathing and hands. A good send-off for the rest of my day.
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More and more frequently the edges
of me dissolve and I become
a wish to assimilate the world, including
you, if possible through the skin
like a cool plant’s tricks with oxygen
and live by a harmless green burning.
I would not consume
you or ever
finish, you would still be there
surrounding me, complete
as the air.
Unfortunately I don’t have leaves.
Instead I have eyes
and teeth and other non-green
things which rule out osmosis.
So be careful, I mean it,
I give you fair warning:
This kind of hunger draws
everything into its own
space; nor can we
talk it all over, have a calm
rational discussion.
There is no reason for this, only
a starved dog’s logic about bones.—Margaret Atwood
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