That Kiss Poem by Faith Elizabeth Brigham

That Kiss

Rating: 4.5


sleep caresses me
softly, slowly
cradling my unconscious

i fight it
but delight in it-
the memory of your face

my lips taste
of your sweet love
and the warmth of your breath

sleep comes over me
the kiss still warm-
still heavy on my lips 

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