shakaree Geegan (h-town, tx)

Your kisses are warm
like the sun who
warms up my skin in the summer
but wait!
Your kisses are
also cold like the
wind who sends
chills down my
spine in the winter.
Your kisses are sweet like chocolate
forbidden from me
to keep my figure
Your kisses can also be sour like when
I'm mad! You kiss me and I forget what we
fought over.
Your kisses are like a breath
you let me breathe
when I need
I hope your kisses
are never like a corpse
or like someone
who would leave me behind