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Last time that you kissed me
I lost my mind for a while
But the feeling was so smooth
And I dreamed of your lip.

I know that you love me
Many more than an entire mile
Your saliva cleans my tooth
It is my preferred and personal dip.

Every time that you kiss me
I go beyond the feeling
To look for the original me
Whose life you made rising.

How dancing was I,
How tremulous was I,
How foolish I felt,
How strange I felt.

Going throughout my past
I have found that particular cast
And its passion is now back
As the strongest, the purest attack.

The image smells untouchable
but the desire is unbreakable
I want you to do it again
My ‘supu’, please, kiss me again.

End of the poem

15 random poems

 

Poetry by subject

Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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