kiss-hung in the air,
kiss-a flying plane,
kiss- hung within,
kiss-being syllable of joy and pain...
kiss-noisy and then quiet...
it's vaccum and air,a rare duet
every time different,
it is early morning mist's gift...
kiss-it is dark and light,in the morning time...
it's red in front of the closed eyes,
two us, one and two,lost the count,can count-
but put,an effort of a kind -very slight...
kiss-hot and hungry in the noon,
it hogs me,i bait myself like a fool...
it even melts fluid my steel spoon,
but it does with soundless monotone...
kiss-coloring itself like a goon,
into the twilight,but not so soon,
not pretending,like it takes time to cool...
hiding behind the clouds,a new zone...
kiss- a aid at night,
helping me not to lose and fight,
stars are infinite,
cozy and tight...
kiss-it helped my fight,
even with you,and then you left,
it was right,nothing it cost...
confidently i won to be lost...
kiss-the hearts' speech- silent
you left in the darkness, not the kiss bright...
it's in the dreams,when i cry and sleep tight...
you should come back,you might...
kiss-it is from a past night,
every morning,i wake up to it,
you will be back, right?
you might...
kiss-long gone,was once always brief,
kiss-now an antique piece,
kiss-lips bleed,
kiss- picturesquely,i imagine...
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