Thursday, October 11, 2012

hello kiss

Good morning
to the lips
carved from glaciers,
sending a chill
deep inside
this temple,
this body.
Frozen is my
heart that you've
engulfed
with your touch.
Warmth
beneath the ice,
a kiss
is the price.
So pure, so
honest.
A pair
of lips
speaking a language
only two
can understand.
This
is a chill
that will be
the death of
me.
Hello kiss.
Welcome home,
bliss.




Ciao!






















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