Your sweetest of red lips
Speak to me in a way
That I cannot even fathom
And am lost to say.
The softest melting of your supple form
Always suggestive of such an embrace
That I would be joyous to share
Without a subtle hint of a trace.
So, kiss me again
While I begin
To smile, to laugh, to sing.
Look at what life does bring!
04/07/2007
Posted on 04/09/2007Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer