I would love to kiss your crimson
Lips with the taste of your purple
Heart on my tongue, sweet tang of
Life my mouth on yours as your lips greet
Mine they throb with joy, sweet promise of
Bliss drift from their pores like wild
Flowers perfume musky and strong
Your scarlet mouth trembles beneath my
Touch and your lips part spreading
Wide and long I do for an eternal
Kiss with this heat of passion
Enflaming your lips and mine with the
Sweet dew of ours mingling like salt
Tears of pleasure creasing their folds
Oh I would love to kiss your crimson lips....

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