He Wants to Kiss my Mind by Alison McKenzieHe wants to kiss my mind
Languid conversations that roam
The universal language of
ALL THAT IS
Love
Intellect
Food for the soul
And, of course, rainbows
Sweet, tacit caress
In a world gone mad without passion
He wants to kiss my mind
Tilt of my chin to the glorious blue sky
In adoration I quench my thirst for the sensation
While my lips brush the margins of his imagination as well
I think I may kiss him back
11/20/2006
Author's Note: For the Warden
Posted on 11/20/2006 Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
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