Sweet Kiss

October 14, 2016

Your lips crash onto mine,

Cracked, pink, and divine.

The bittersweet taste of you

Touches my tongue,

I crave your lips even more,

And I kiss you passionately until

My lips are bruised and sore,

For your sweet kiss

Makes me feel alive and well,

My heart beats with joy

Because of you, my sweet boy.

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