where ever that corner may be
perhaps the cull de sac
of hello kitty ave
i would kiss you
where the traffic permits
your lips - - pink coral
would be the
slow
work in progress
symbolism of pleasure
secret code between
the words
girl juice and vine
ubus and long
slow
take downs
that leads to
rolling on the balcony
for the enjoyment of
the surveillance cameras
caution
vehicles merging
and contact
i would kiss you down
a long, dusty road
and the commerce of the night
would ramble on