Wild Kiss Poem by Cyclopseven R
Wild Kiss
sweet though the honey
can it match the agony i feel
at every kisses she gave me?
She kindles the fire within
the restless fury rises therein
i tried to evade her
yet she left me not,
alas what a poor man i was
in her a kiss i succumbed
my head and my heart aches
wanting no more of such seduction
for the kiss of a honey bee
always the doom of swell and pain.
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