sweet lips
yearning desperate
for my rim of my lips
to play together
tangos of love
and mellow dances
lip on lip
the currents pass
through the sweet rims
of you
of me
and together mix
into one wave of passion
great:
overpowering
the servant senses
in a dream
of sweet lips and
kissing
then
embracing
into each other's arms
into each other falling
falling
falling
falling
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