One Too Many, by Jurveen Kaur

A Stolen Kiss, by Jean-Honoré Fragonard (France). 1780s.

One Too Many

Each night I lay awake,
Pulse rattling
In this moment
 
I can feel
Your kiss fasten to my lips.
An acquired taste.
 
I feel a gentle tug of war
When you pull me close.
The sweet ambrosia sinks in.
 
Hidden trysts.
This weightlessness of desire
 Consumes me.
 
The room feels cold.
I reach out for my shawl
To put my flames to sleep.

​​Jurveen Kaur 
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Jurveen Kaur, from Singapore, loves the company of books more than anything else. An enthusiast for learning, she spends her days teaching elementary students English Language and inculcating the habit of reading to all her pupils. During her free time, she indulges in poetry writing workshops, watches films and bonds over coffee and food with her family and loved ones. Jurveen believes one should lead a life full of zest!