Dropped KissesA Poem by Stone FoxWhen it's right but the timing never is, and all you can do is nearly burst at the urge to press your lips, your tongue, your everything against that person.
I leave you kisses everywhere..
I litter them like trash hoping you'll find them-dropping them here and there. My kisses start to clutter in your absence. Frustratingly growing into a messy disaster as they mirror stars in the sky. Shattering a devastating echo of combustible constellations as my lips lingeringly ache for your own. These kisses are time bombs of passion... ....possibly poison. I hope you pick each one up cold, naked, and all alone. A fitting tease for denying me your velvet lips. Turning me into some pedestrian delivery service, as I drop kisses around a clock.
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3 Reviews Added on September 17, 2015 Last Updated on April 2, 2016 Tags: timing, kisses, love, lovepoem, Painting words, collecting Author
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