Text Message Fun Part Three
Opening my gray, black, thrown to the floor, banged up cell
I read:
Do you remember last night?
It was asked!
It was asked!
What do I do?
To be honest I sort of do
mostly remember that kiss from me to you
that kiss that I gave and you recieved
that kiss that I made and you breathed
A kiss that was done while I was turning sober
A kiss making you surprise with no movement as we looked at each other standing still.
What now?
Do I proceed?
Or do I just shelve it on my sleeve
The heat from my face is telling me things
the heat from my face is telling me I'm turning red
I'm turning red just by the thoughts of last night
turning red for red is the color of the basic balloon
the basic balloon that floats up into the air like my head is doing now
red is the color of many fruits that are sweet as were your lips inside my mouth
the color of many things representing danger but also love
A red heart beating as I think why did I think of love?
love
love
Am I in love?
Is that why I drank courage that made me actually dimwitted
So I may do the task that my covered heart would not perform
Do I proceed?
Now especially that I know the intention
there will be definitely accusations if the intention is not uncovered.
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