One more,

one last,

a kiss.

Nothing more,

nothing less.

If less,

then it,

falls flat.

Empty and,

void. If,

more then,

we risk,

I risk,

a return,

to poisoned,

roots that,

loop everything.

No. This,

this kiss,

to the,

mirrored me,

who loops,

and loops,

and loops,

that eternal,

violent hell.

So good,

morning. So,

goodnight. So,

hello. So,

goodbye. And,

hello to me.