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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, 2023 Bill Eberle