Poets Kiss
This heart although not torn
Is pulled in every fashion
A muscle aching fiercely
From such unexpected action
From years of idle thumping
To this titillating burst
If I knew your kiss was coming
I would have stretched it first
It appreciates the strain
As in my chest and marriage
It is fighting to remain
I trust use will make it stronger
For it will not be denied
You satiate it's hunger
On you it must be plied.
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2017
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