Form: Free Verse
A simple kiss
and words can no longer find my lips
yet my mind has so much to say
as if he had stolen my words
with his lips
and later he would take my breath away
the guiding light
on the road of discovery
as love glided lightly from the depths of his want
to tingle on the tip of my tongue
he used his passion for me
on me as the pretty words got used up
by a kiss
and his talk got dirty
until there were no words to be said
the passion spent
©JG Farmer 2019
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