Lonely Kisses
Lonely kisses remember what once was near, soft echoes of lips that used to stay. They linger in the air that no one breathes, a sweetness fading before it is tasted.
Lonely kisses ache with unfinished words, each one a prayer for love’s return. They bloom in secret, fragile and trembling, but wither without a place to belong.
Lonely kisses teach the soul its hunger, that closeness is more than touch alone. For even in solitude, they whisper truth: love lives, though it has nowhere to rest.
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