kiss

he kissed me

but not like all the other boys

not hungrily

as if he was trying to suck out my soul through my lips

but gently

like the world was a secret that only he knew

and he was sharing it with me

like he was feeding my soul

rather than taking it away

like he was writing a story

and i was

his

favourite

pen

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