Don't talk about love
chlichéd encounters
and fumbling kisses
Seen, experienced, killed
Shivers in early mornings
smiles that seek from cry
memories thrown on the floor
they tell a story
Hesitant words about feelings
agonisingly quiet days
and hours flowing down the drain
Don't talk about love
while experiencing the first ecstasy
because that's how you kill the future
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