Twelve Kisses

Lost Writes (2003)

Adjust your lips to my body's time zone.

Send me a kiss

Through rum lips

And maybe I'll catch it

In a dream.

12 skin shades apart

Yet bleeding through the same heart.

For a hope to share our dark.

12 longing hours away

From some kind of shower.

12 scores of miles away

From a warm embrace.

12... ways to delve

Into each other's souls

And paint our eyes with color spores.

12 alleyways away from a plausible reach

To breach every thing in our path

And breathe through our succulent senses at last.

12 ways to relieve all that's inner and sore.

12 kisses and longing for more...

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