I long for the purist kiss
streamlining saliva and flesh
piercing through the blockade of shallow skin
screaming out endorphins through every pore of the body
your lips are my craving, spewing words purer than Columbian alkaloids
It's richer than sin
It's grander than evil
It trumps all lust
Your simplicity draws me nearer
Like the kiss I long to experience
the way you act, the way you dress
is sprung forth from the angels of most high
Our breaths lie in one as my conscious shoots to the moon
your eyes are my telescope, and in them I see only doves
Their wings travel to the place of angel's rest
Where you will truly go, and I as well
But first let's dwell here
In rust
In riot
Enraged... world
Let's fix it
Fix it with our kindness
Our love
Our passions
Your kiss
Which again, I long for
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