Sometimes when you press against my surface
I can never catch my breath
Not due to a profound moment
But for the fact after our lifetime together
You still haven’t the slightest idea
How I like to kiss
I suppose that is food for thought.
Last thought before bed. in Serendipity
- Jan. 16, 2016, 6:16 a.m.
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