The Perfect Kiss

the perfect kiss,

that moment your lips touch my pallet,

that magical attraction that makes the connection'

leaves me in a bliss,

my fingers running through her hair,

what a wonderful orgy of emotions in the air,

such deepened devotion,

the perfect kiss,

but it's all a lie,

a wonderful lie,

she looks me straight in the eye,

and tells me the same lie,

over and over again,

deceit,

concealed in a kiss,

plots my demise,

the perfect kiss,

that's just full of shit.

poem by Lucas Miganda
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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