That was

A glass full
Of stolen hearts
Unreturned
Relationships
Like the stolen kisses
Of a long lost
Memory
Drunk
From that same glass
Passing
Those lipstick lips
Glistening
Pristine
Softly
A tongue
Sweeps
Tastes
The last remnants
That was passion
That was
Love

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