a poem about kissing you
“why are you kissing me with your mouth open?”
you ask, bewildered, staring down at my slobbering
parted lips after it met yours.
well, my love, what if i just want to
eat you up and swallow you whole?
it’s not my fault there is so much love to kiss!
my closed lips are too small to feel all of yours!
why don’t you stop being so damn kissable, huh?
ever think about that?!
…just kidding, please don’t be less kissable.
(though i don’t think you could if you tried)
i just really like how soft and lovely your kisses feel.
(stop looking so cute with your affection)
oh well.
what can i say,
i am a maximizer.
mwah.
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Such an enticing prospect; affectionate, yet playfully passionate in tone. Rhythmic. Imagery is vivid, appealing to the senses. Superb visual layout, allows for action, then rest with use of space. Breaking of rules, use of all lowercase, blurs boundaries between visual and verbal:
“oh well.
what can i say,
i am a maximizer.
mwah.”
Great poem. Thank you for sharing