I'm trying
to remember
your kisses
what if this thing
called love
is just a myriad
hits and misses
I'm trying to recall
your gentle touch
but maybe
all that love
was simply
just too much
all that elegance
of love
we once felt
is like that
glacial ice
still yet to melt
frozen solid
in some icy grip
touch and kisses
we both now miss

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