Monday, December 21, 2020

Kiss, Kiss

by

Charli Applesauce 








Hilma af Klint






I feel strange when you kiss me in front of your friends

I feel your lips subduct under my teeth, and

I feel like you want me around

I feel like i don’t have to hide

Kiss, kiss



Charli Applesauce is a writer from Pennsylvania.

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