By B.K.
Date: 2003 Dec 03
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For A Cosmic Candy Kiss

Kiss me pink
Make me squeak
Bubble stuff
She's a genie fluff
But oh not him
He works out
On the jungle gym
He eats nails
While magnetically
His lips
Kiss my grits
Keeping me elated
Served on a silver
Plate of bliss
Oh honey pie
This woman knows
The worth of waiting
For a cosmic starburst kiss