The Kiss

SerenWise

Gin soaked kisses

In a feeble night rain,

The quiet lust of fascination,

I can still feel

Your soft yet weighty mouth;

I could live in that kiss

And make myself a home there.

Another moment, please,

But stretch it long,

Let me taste that softness

Again, and again,

I want to wrap those curls

Around my fingertips

And draw you in,

Meld your form with mine,

Envelop me...

Make us a sculpture

Of erotic gentility.

Show me

What that famous painting

Is supposed to mean.

  • Author: SerenWise (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 17th, 2020 16:04
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 42
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Comments3

  • Jerry Reynolds

    Good read. Happy Holidays

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful loving words SW.

    Andy

  • Fay Slimm.

    Your choice of right words for this love poem drew my mind into a similar time when softness governed all loving........... a fine piece Seren.



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