Lipstick Kisses Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

It’s the taste of you lipstick kisses
that calls my mind to switch our lovely plug back on
how could I ever resist
falling in your arms and drown
In the pool of your love
I think a lot of you and even write it down
I guess I have grown tired of theory
Let our souls enrich with bliss
As we give love a new meaning
Perhaps something as real as Shakespeare poetry
Am anxious to bite off our first pleasurable sensation
And have you say words that dance with the rhythm of your heartbeat
If hearts could grown flowers mine would offer you a garden of roses