Two/Four

Kiss me on the mouth. 

It is February, 

and my roots have taken hold

of a soil much firmer than my own. 

Hands in my hair. 

A red beard for a red heart filled with hope. 

A crisp breath of adoration soaked with pine and sighs. 

Frost bitten affection from a child of fallen leaves. 

You are much softer than I’d imagined; 

A dream which ebbs and flows. 

Save face. 

Safe heart. 

Kiss me on the mouth. 


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SSmoothie's picture

Lovely imagery! Cheerss 

Lovely imagery! Cheerss 


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

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Enjoyed this. 

...smooch.


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