Kiss Me Poem by Daniel Bowyer

Kiss Me



So cold now hit me
I shall love you
For the moment that your knuckle kissed my face
So warm the swelling and the blood
Serve only as a ring to sanctify our love
We dance too and throw
Blowing kisses like hammer blows
At the end of the day as you lie there
I loved you more

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Daniel Bowyer

Daniel Bowyer

Leytonstone, London
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