by Belegon
almost that same routse, Miami to Portland maine, wishing I had someone to kiss... all the way there :)
and so evocative in its detail! Love everything about this poem, but especially these lines:
I stare in the mirror
For a hint
Of your lipstick
Checking the corners
Of my mouth
For a deeper red
Yum. The last three lines also really struck me. I'm copying and saving this one. Thanks, Bel. Great work. LJ