Lines written for #FromOneLine 309

It wasn’t exactly flavorless
The lingering touch of our lips
It tingled with sweet regret
Tasted a bit like sour guilt
A moment never meant to be
Had now opened doors;
The Desires sneaked in
Giggling, whispering, smirking
Uncontrolled, unabashed
Unrelenting; and I feared
Whatever will they think of next!

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