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7/15/17
3:37pm
I have been covered in kisses for three weekends straight.
Today I have been kissed almost at the exact center of my chest – just touching the spot where the top of my heart lies. It feels perfect, for I love my friend who leaves her lipstick all over me. We like to look at the evidence together. As if this deepens our own understanding that our love is deep, constant truth – even when we have wished it to be otherwise. Perhaps one day the kisses will reach to the spot where the bottom of my heart lies; and then one day they will be no more – for we will no longer need to see the trails of evidence of our journey and our constance to know that, in fact, we have been there and that we shall remain.
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