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Battlefield Kiss

Jose A. Tovar·June 21, 2018

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Battlefield Kiss

written by: Jose A. Tovar

Selene,
My moon,
I must confess…
As you die, I die within.

Silent…
I kept my adoration,
Dreaming…
For your undivided affection.

I did not want
This lifetime to be complicated,
But I did want
My love to be forever reciprocated.

Anoint me with a kiss…
I may yet live to light the fuse.
Anoint me with a kiss…
I may yet live to avenge my muse.

This battle
Brought us doom,
But in our next rebirth
We’ll witness the full moon.

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Jose A. Tovar

Inquiring freethinker undertaking a journey of moral and intellectual transformation: I strive, I search, I hunt for the hidden and forbidden, mold it into poetry, and let the shadows within me burst free...

B.A. in Political Science, former Analytical Linguist, and lover of liberty.

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