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Even Her
Kisses…
Even her kisses are like fire
Enflaming me with her tongue I hunger for another taste
This fruit born of desire quenches my thirst, for a moment
Insatiable I am for every single kiss derived from her lips
Her kisses remind me of summer days
Long, hot and never ending
For as long as my memory will allow me to remember
As long as life is kind to me in the years to come
The taste of you I will carry to my grave
Remembrance of you will leave a smile on my heart.
Dean Jean-Pierre
9-18-05
2:44 in the pm
(here’s another one. I will have to dissect one day why my
writing of poetry leans to the direction of romanticism. I guess in romantic
writing hope always springs eternal, and when there’s nothing else left-hope
always saves the day.)
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