Lips In Springtime
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spring wafts on alphabets of fresh lips
when meters string blushed phrases
of kisses perfumed dusk- flesh
rising upward downward
on moon crest sighing
like peach bouquets
brewing nights’
homemade
breaths
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(( for Michael Falotico's " Nonet Me A Spring Kiss ))
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2011
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