Kisses

by BOB GALLO   Jun 16, 2021


A kiss hit me like a clout
and I instantly forgot my own whereabout.
I forgot all about
my being the right
owner of my faculties and might.
But that doubt
with another kiss
was instantly out.

I felt like to shout
but that thought also withered
when pleasure in my mouth
jetted like a spout,
when your lips like a pelican
kept swallowing my indecision's trouts,
when sweet salivation
rained over
my drought.

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