By B.K.
Date: 2008 Oct 03
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The Art of Kissing You

You can feel the velvet caress of my eyes
As your finger softly encircles my mouth
I moisten the tip of it with my tongue
Leaving bubbles that spin and pop open
You laugh
Then, slowly, but firmly,
In one synchronized motion
Move forward and melt your mouth into mine
Sending simultaneous ocean waves, and hot molten lava
Crashing into my brain
I can see Madame Peles jealous smile from afar
As the wave lengths of surrender shimmer to my toes