The kiss we shared had caused my heart to skip.
I trembled in your arms. My spirit soared.
Your mouth was so much nectar to my lips,
As soon as it was past, I wanted more.
Yet, that same kiss was nothing dear to you.
You seemed quite unaffected by my gift.
Your breathing was the same when we were through,
Which gave me news that caused my heart to shift.
For, as we ambled back into the hall,
You grew more distant still, with every glance.
And now you say you have a love withal,
Although we shared a rather pleasant dance.
And so, I find I need to ask you this:
Why said you not a word before our kiss?
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