I wish your mind would
kiss
mine and allow our taste buds to
dance
on the surfaces
of each flaming thought
and
then you find one
that leads tunnels
directly to my
aorta
and you will know why
we are meant to
bind in to our own
fairy tale.

but
I shouldn’t
I can’t

your mind is
already
drowning
with playful kisses by

…another.