Unfathomable You

blame it on your youth
A kiss on the forehead—erases misery.
I kiss your forehead.
A kiss on the eyes—lifts sleeplessness.
I kiss your eyes.
A kiss on the lips—is a drink of water.
I kiss your lips.
A kiss on the forehead—erases memory.

Marina Tsvetaeva, “A Kiss on The Forehead.” (via literarymiscellany)

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