Dropped Kisses - Poem by Stone Fox
I leave you kisses everywhere,
littering them like trash-dropping them here and there.
My kisses become clutter in the day to day havoc that is your life,
and mirror the stars in the sky.
They shatter a devastating echo of combustible constellations.
My kisses are time bombs of passion... possibly poison.
I hope you pick each one up naked, and alone.
A fitting tease for denying me your lips.
Turning me into a pedestrian delivery service,
dropping kisses around a set schedule.
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