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Archive for January 7th, 2007

Kissing

Posted on: 7 January 2007

My muse mentioned Sunday Scribbling in an email.
The prompt was Kissing. It was late, I was tired and I
badly needed sleep. I couldn’t stop myself; I was so
affected my reaction was instant. The words just flew
from my lips to my fingertips skipping across the keys.

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When I saw the word “kissing”
Something stirred inside
Got me reminiscing
He was an expert
He knew exactly what to do
He kept them soft and moist
Kept them sweet smelling too

There was the occasional scent
Of a lingering cigar
The remnants left to die
In his mid-life sports car
My perpetual butterflies
Knowing when he’d appear
He’d back me in a corner
Burn my cheek with his beard
Laughing
Another ritual
So charming
His fingers would roam
Pushing buttons
Till they found their home
Simultaneously
His tongue parting my lips
Dormant memories revisited
Seven years since we kissed

Copyright 2007 ann raven


the loves of my life

at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet ~~~ plato

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from long ago

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