The Stolen Kiss



A mystified girl
keeps on thinking
how she’ll try
seizing the day
thinking a way,
an easier way
remembering each day
the stolen kiss
being frozenly etched
in every flower
in every font
seems to daunt
that stolen kiss
will remain bliss
and have wished
at some point
you have lied
but I tried
not to notice
in every flower
not to feel
in every breeze
not to hear
in every beat
the stolen kiss
how it’ll be missed.


“using a 3 word story”



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