this ghost walks through my mind
red lips behind veil
traffic light red


one way pleasure
one way pain
do not kiss

the sun brightens the night crack
morning shakes the sense
impending work detracts
and life moves on
but not without an ache

but believing without knowing
that the pain in for-going pleasure
is less than the on-going after pain
from temptation taken -

so of the two kisses on the road divided
the kiss not taken has made all the difference

© Richard Scutter 31 May 2008


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