x x x

don’t tell me about the ramble

of past loves and mistakes

or your lost identities



tell me about your kisses



tell me about an endeavor

filled with traffic and logistics



create a little adventure



lead me onto the path

that slips off, to soft shoulders



give me mystery and theatrics



tell a story

so intimate

it is beyond

illicit innuendos



but just short

of telling too much



then let your lips

fill in the blanks

Author's Notes/Comments: 

another poem about a kiss, that hasn't happened....yet

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