Frantic Kisses
our salted lips meet
softly and frantic
in the darkness
while our hearts produce
millions
magic
pop stars
so calm and lovely in the mysterious labyrinths of desire
i close my eyes to feel our kisses
with my whole soul
i touch my lips to never let this kiss go away
and i decide
it's over
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