Kisses poem


Kisses like poetry,
like writing sonnets,
quatrains, cinquains
free verse desire
Kisses like ballads,
your tongue on the roof
of my mouth.
Tell me you love me quietly,
tell me you’re turning me
into a song.
let’s bump teeth.

That’s how I want it.”
— AZRA.T., “FREE VERSE DESIRE”


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