well...we lost our game
but here goes if anyone cares

Untitled (cant think of anything just yet)
you lean in
my breath skips and twirls beneath my chest
but as your eyelids fall
I turn a cheek for your lips to gently land
oh how sweet it could have been
a flavor all its own
cool salty tears sting as they wind down
my cheeks,my neck
with sharp regret
I flee