One
It only takes one.
One kiss, one grab, or one touch.
An unwelcoming rush of fear courses through your body.
A searing memory forever stuck with you.
A feeling brought by one whose remorses are few.
One thrust into my temple and I am no longer sound.
You've burned yourself a place in my heart and that I'll never be able to undo.
One kiss, one touch and another tear shed.
I'll never be able to remove these thoughts of dread.
Copyright © Olivia Huddleston | Year Posted 2017
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