LGBTQ+ Poem: colette, by Zia Sharma

i used to kiss a girl named colette. i think beautiful moments will always start or end with that name, a reminder to look up or look back. i think colette is a reminder to breathe slower, wait longer, feel stronger, cry harder. now i read a girl named colette, and i take a moment to imagine how her eyes must look at this hour. colette led me to paris with her soft hands and her long hair and i will leave with memories of her silhouette against the limestone. i used to kiss a girl named colette. i wonder if she remembers me.,

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