The Kiss
I saw light's golden tongue
Plunged rapidly
Into a wide mouth of leaves
I heard a forest
With desire sighed, and moan
And I trembled for the fruit
Face to face fondling
My caress upon the pen
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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