A Snog is For Life Not Just for Christmas
My word,
how we kissed back
then ..
Until both our
tongues
ached and then they
became
delightfully numbed ..
I also recall
your breath and how
it always
tasted so minty fresh ..
With an
aftertaste I just can’t
put my finger on ..
I used to
smoke Marlboro’s
back then ..
So can’t imagine or
rather,
don’t want to imagine
what mine
must have tasted of ..
It must
have been love surely ..