Apocalyptic Kiss

Bare tree branches

make me the slightest bit lonely.

To linger in love with you,

wanting only to be found.

On long days, on slow days,

we will hold hands on trains.

Drift into another life

Where kissing is unfamiliar.

I braid flowers in my hair

while flaunting dirty sneakers.

Grinning in a grey sweater cause

I've never had an overdue library book.

I hide it in my dreams--

an apocalyptic kiss.

Don't even have to

speak your name.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

"To linger in love with you,
wanting only to be found." There is such a haunting beauty in those words that really draw the reader in emotionally. This is a dynamic piece and the title so aptly defines its theme. Wonderful work Emily.