Becoming One. Poem by Barbara Clafton

Becoming One.



Kiss me with your lips
that taste of wine.

Hold me with your body
so divine.

Love me from dusk
till morning sun.

And at daybreak
us two become ONE.

Monday, June 20, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss,lips
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