Stolen
Pulled out of thin air
swirling like a funnel cloud,
no time to respond;
An unplanned perfect moment
over before it happens;
Consent to a kiss?
You’ve never been kissed right;
Left flabbergasted;
Stolen as your hair is pulled,
your lips are suddenly crushed;
Eyes, a silent smile
That look, it just doesn’t lie;
Question the intent?
Twin flames drawn to each other;
Did you forget your first time?
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2021
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