Tuesday, August 18, 2009


Lover, let me touch your lips
Caress and break away
Brush away binding wisps
Of regretful yesterday
To raise your eyes my own
And show you’re not alone

Suitor, taste sweet of me which
Lingers still upon your tongue
Light and yet so rich
So swift a kiss that it stung
Such a slow, creeping toll
Of a poison into your soul

Darling, feel the toxin begin to burn
Through the day into the night
Recall the kiss that makes you yearn
Then come to bed and dreams alight
And into your dreams you may lure
This woman who holds your hidden cure

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