The Kiss (part one) – Bombay, May 2001

A shadow on the wall cowered,
Lingering above your skin
Perspiring
Hesitating

Over the flesh rippling wound
Of your mouth.
It was to be our last kiss.

How on earth was I supposed to know?

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