You were the stolen
Kiss in the middle of the night
The sweetest
Most satisfying
Lingering on my
Bitten lips
Making me beautiful
In your embrace.
You.
The fondest memory I have
Floating in the
Neurotransmitter flood
The life raft I cling to
In the blackness
Of my personal night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem