A kiss remembers;
how tongues launched bodies
into orbits of white nothing,
milky ways of no worries,
eyes shut beneath a river
of twisting sheets,
currents of passion
carrying the day’s plans into tomorrow.
A kiss remembers;
fevered touches conflating
beginnings and endings,
room service,
soups that taste almost as good
as hands clasped over mouth,
stifling screams,
head drowning in tears of open wonder.
A kiss remembers;
the smell of you
haunting like the dream in your eyes
wild like your laughter,
the futility of resistance.
A kiss is a map,
leading us away
from everything we’ve known
into everything we know
a kiss can unlock if it tastes like this.
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Efe Paul Azino is the co-founder and director of the Lagos International Poetry Festival, and author the poetry collection, For Broken Men Who Cross Often, published by Farafina Books. He has been translated into Afrikaans, French, German and Mandarin. His new collection, The Tragedy of Falling with Laughter Stuck in Your Throat, is due out in 2017.
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