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kisses

kisses soft yielding

melting deep inside each to each you to me me to you

lips with no beginning no ending full mouth one tongue the inside of my mouth is yours inside of your mouth is mine

driving south I feel the insides of our mouths in me in my mouth the pressure of your lips and your tongue remain

from 10 Love Poems — Bill Eberle

Spring 2006     © 2012, Bill Eberle