Two lips waiting
for the test of time
that defies any solution
to an answered whispered...
I seek the taste
of mint on skin,
cooling and tickling
the folds of my lips.
Some say that
kisses shout out
passion and desire
so loud that it deafens.
That may be so...
all I know is that
when I kiss you,
my world colors song.
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