Daydreams About Kisses and Tightropes

Invisible in the Aftermath

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Cherry chapstick smeared on my face;

I stood next to the wall thumbing the door.

I was daydreaming about a chase,

a chase into you and falling on the floor.

I’d kiss you until the sun rises;

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Andrea Lawrence

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I write articles semi-daily! My niche is relationships and dating, interior design, astrology, self-care, and psychology. Expect lots of poetry and fiction.

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