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i had never met a boy
who kissed fingertips.

my caulist, cut, damaged
unfeeling fingers

had never felt so good.

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i had never seen a smile
so innocent and bright.

that day on the ski lift,
i knew then, i wanted,

wanted to tell you.

--

i had never seen eyes gleam
like yours did, in the back

of my car after that dance.
i watched you kiss up my body,

the perfect words falling,

--

from your lips.
i heard everything i could ever want,

everything i could ever need.
except, that i wasn't enough

and she was better.

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swinging in the dark im on the ski lift
wishing for your mittened hand,

and dazzling smile- im wishing,
for 'i love you's' from your lips-

my fingertips tingle with memory.