A Very Berry Kiss
He’d take dates back to his place for late-night
pancakes smeared with golden butter, doused
in luscious boysenberry sauce.
Halfway through this small repast,
he’d lean forward, letting
moist berry lips move
softly over
his lovely
lady’s
mouth.
For PD's Kissing Game Poetry Contest
and now for Nathan's Anything Goes
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012
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