The Kiss That Wrote
Help
Suicide
Have you eaten all the numbers?
One through six steps,
But there's always number amber...
They don't tell you about the flower petals falling;
Like shaved off finger prints so you could loose your identity,
All from closed eye lips that talk kisses and caress while re-opening wounds.
They don't tell you about the feeling;
'Cause they can't explain...
How do you describe an open mouth kissed?
Tongues twisting warm as they sweat from embrace,
Lips feeling pale, for neither has taken a breath,
Both staying connected through that thin skinned touch;
Under, blood flowing currents; that's how they blush.
All cowering down to a simple word:
Hush
Help
I'm not ready
For your kiss that wrote:
Love
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