My Favorite Song Poem by Louise Melodine Flores

My Favorite Song

First stanza, my upper lip.
Second, his.
The chorus, our tongues dancing
to the momentary rhythm.
Third stanza, my lower lip.
Fourth, his.
The bridge, a bite and a little pull,
sending us both to the brim.
Oh, this has to be my favorite song,
our kiss.

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