You asked for a kiss, a kiss
on the cheek as I left; you asked
โ I gave โ
but you never reciprocated,
left me wanting, wishing
there was more to be, to be had,
to be needed, yes needed. You
asked for a kiss so we kissed
and we parted like we never knew
any better. You asked for kiss
from me, yes me, but I still wonder
why, as my lips grow dry and my hair
thins and slowly greys, as I slowly fade
into your shadows.
