kiss

he kissed her
and for once she had no words

he touched her face
and smiled a sad smile

he picked up his bow and sword
and rode off to war
as young men do
but the mystic in his blood
that woke at night
with other memories in his head
knew he was destined to die
on a sandy plane
under a cloudy sky

so he rode away
his kiss on her lips
and never looked back

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