in the dim and distant past four fledgling lips
at a tryst assuaging their thirst
searing sentimental secrets felt only
through dark tunnels of their throats
in the dim and distant past through
darksome tunnel of the throat we
shared unspoken secrets
you and i
four fledgling lips
i couldn’t go further
that’s why you called me names
forgetting
trust made in lust will rust in dust
once upon your kiss
and you set my flesh on fire
does love behave indecently?
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