Sole Food
delicious ...
our mouths are chaos
a swirl of wildness and taste
lips, tongues, breaths mix and moan
passions parched - thirsts unquenchable
we are no longer two
emotions, bodies
kiss ...
so joined
i am nearly ... lonely
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Strand Select Q Any Form Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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