Friday, October 2, 2015

First Date Kiss

Kiss you, miss you,
I’m not a nut, so that
must mean I’m a cashew.

Kiss you, miss you,
aiming for lipstick hues,
pucker cue, got too excited and miscued.
Come back, bring back those lips belonging to you.

Kiss you, miss you,
kissing you, missing shoes with clothing few.
Clothing in a pile, no biting, just nibbled love chewed.

Kissing you blindly, eyes closed, no look we-chose.
Assist movie kissing like in the back two-rows.


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