Sealed with a Righteous Kiss
Like a tender mother’s kiss on the cheek before the child goes to school;
the warm embrace of a wife at bedtime; and
the vengeance of a scorned lover.
She’s all that and more.
Here’s to my love!
Like a tremulous teenager with his first crush, I fumble to get the top off but once done know that sweet relief is sure to follow.
O true apothecary!
Secret midnight trysts in the kitchen; impromptu meetings at highway rest stops;
furtive get-togethers out of sight of gossiping co-workers.
The drugs are quick.
As if to mock the sun itself, she’s a pastel yellow tablet in the morning, a light blue Sinemet in the afternoon, and a dark blue Rytary at dusk.
Ours is an unrequited love, with all aware, but not speaking, of the looming tragedy.
Thus, with a kiss I die.
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