Almost Twelve Waning Moons and You Haven't Kissed Me...
You will be able to kiss her
Please do it
It won't hurt me or make me drown
I promise it

It won't be like my dreams
Because in them you were with me
And kissing her
It's your best friend
My heart won't turn blue like it seems

I think it will be the last time
Of everything for us
We can get on with our own lifes
The wind blowing away the grime
Everything of us

And you are able to kiss her now
What you never did to me
Taste her lips in the party
I won't attend there.

© Mavis Lune