Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

Kiss Me Once

Kiss me once before you leave.

I don’t know where I’ll be

When you return, if you return.

Things are so uncertain these days.

 

The places I’ve been in my life

Are all gone, gone away.

I am unmoored; no past, just now.

I could settle, but I’d just leave.

 

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