A kiss

Lips,
Magnets,
Locked in to,
A melting alloy;
Nuances of pink;
Dewy and swollen
Soggy pouts;
In the brink,
Of thawing in to,
The perfection of bliss.

poem by Dilantha GunawardanaReport problemRelated quotes
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