A creative kiss

Your skin tells

Me its story

Prologues and milestones

But my kiss

Sinks below the surface

I contribute

With each brush

Of lips and beard,

How I growl with the

Heated joy of creating

A furnace stoked with

Sighs rising in the air

Like perfume

I’d steal you during

The afternoon

Draw down the shades

Hold you down

Firm and gentle

And

Fucking

Write

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