She burnt my lips

She burnt my lips
Naughty french
kisses
Stolen on her man's back

We never knew how serious it was
Until we searched the greying walls
For scars from abortions
that left no trace

Still we kissed 
and wished him luck
as he punched the keys
to pay for our drinks

She burnt my lips.

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Breeze Hotel, Busia
30/7/2015