Left, Right.

Red,
Your lips, the blush on my cheeks,
My lungs, oxygenated with every whisper that leaves
From those lips.
My heart, filled with love,
Beating furiously,
With every touch,
You linger, everywhere,
Every cell, every molecule, right
With you.

Blue,
My lips, the veins in my wrist,
My lungs, intoxicated by the departing words
From your parted lips
My heart, drained of blood,
Pumping weakly,
I can still feel your touch,
You linger, everywhere,
Every cell, every molecule, left
With you.

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